Once again, it's time for my annual holiday greeting. From all the staff here at www.erwintang.com, we'd like to wish you a happy holidays and a prosperous new year.

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My love for kettle corn began one sunny afternoon in Seattle several years ago when EA trucked a few of us down for a Mariners baseball game. At first, I wasn't sure of this popcorn that was cooked in large metal kettles. Why would popcorn taste any better because it was popped in a large kettle, I thought. Then I had my first couple of bites.

The addition of a little bit of sugar to regular popcorn in a kettle was pure culinary genius. I was immediately hooked by the combination of sweet and salty tastes. Each kernel that I was about to pop in my mouth became a flavour mystery. Would this be a salty or sweet kernel? I just didn't know. The unpredictability of each kernel drove me to sample more and more of this delightful treat. Pretty soon, the bag was empty and all I could was look at my co-worker, Chris D. with dismay.

Since that day, I've discovered kettle corn is pretty hard to find in Canada. When you do find it, it's expensive to buy and some of it really sucks. Most of the time, they don't put enough sugar on it. Don't hold back man, hit me with them pixie sticks!

On the weekend, I saw on the shelf at Safeway, microwaveable kettle corn. This was a new development to me from the people at Act II. I was skeptical of their kettle corn but I bought a box anyways. I popped a bag last night and I am happy to report that for a microwaved product, their kettle corn is pretty damned good. It's sweet enough for me and I was surprised I got to the bottom of the bag so quickly.

Act II also has some other popcorn products, including Extreme Butter. I don't know how it can be that extreme, but I hope to find out someday.

Wow, did I just write an entire post about popcorn?

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I am really tired right now. Why am I not in bed and sleeping? I'm going to stay up a bit longer and try to figure that one out. As soon as I do, I'm going to bed.

Anyways, tomorrow I'm going to attempt to contact as many people as I can that I should contacted a long time ago. Whether you're a friend or an acquaintance, I'll be trying to either call or e-mail you. Don't worry if you don't hear from me tomorrow, it just means you took candy from me when we were in grade five that I haven't had time or I lost you contact info. Don't take it personally.

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I went shopping again on Satuday afternoon. This time, the crowds were not as sparse as Friday evening. There were more people milling about on the streets and in the mall downtown.

I did some street shopping for a bit before heading back into Pacific Centre via The Bay. As I was walking towards one of the doors I was right behind this lady. There was a steady stream of people using these doors at this particular entrance. As she got to the door, she held it open just long enough to get herself in, but not anyone behind her. I thought that was really rude of her.

With the crowds being what they are, I'd say nearly everyone I've been in front of has had the courtesy to hold the door open for me. I'm not talking about stop-walking-hold-the-door-for-me-and-let-me-go-in-first type of door holding, I mean the push-the-door-back-while-you're-going-through-so-the-person-behind-you-can-get-through-too type of door holding.

I really surprised by her level of rudeness. I had to open the door all the way myself. When I got through the doors, I noticed she was going down a set of stairs that was divided by a hand-railing. She was going down the right side of the stairs. Quickly, I raced down the left side to catch up to her. Just as she got to the bottom of the stairs, I deftly cut right in front of her path.

I wish I could tell you that some more entertaining things happened after I cut her off, but that didn't happen. I hope she got really, really, really annoyed for like a nanosecond. Yeah, I'm a bad boy. Take note ladies, I'm dangerous.

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