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Before popcorn came in neat little bags,it came with suspense.You stood by the stove.Handle in hand.Eyes locked on that foil dome.At first, nothing happened.Then a little shake.Then a sound.Pop.Pop.Pop.The silver balloon grew.And grew.And you waited for just the right moment.Too early and you wasted kernels.Too late and you burned the whole thing.The kitchen smelled like butter.And anticipation.And Saturday night.There were no apps to distract you.No screens to steal your attention.Just the stove.The sound.And the joy of watching something simple turn into a treat.Sometimes the best moments weren’t fast.They made you wait.And somehow tasted better because of it.