Alternately titled: Why you won’t be getting caramel corn from Epi this year.
My Mother, bless her heart, has a recipe for homemade caramel corn that is melt in your mouth good. This stuff is straight from heaven good. It’s just sweet enough without threatening to put you into a diabetic coma.
Cracker Jack? Pffffft. Sure, you get a prize, but have you seen what they consider a prize lately? Not to mention the fact that the amount of peanuts in the box has dwindled down to five.
Crunch and Munch? Puhleeeeze. You’ll spend more time picking the popcorn out of your teeth than anything.
My Mom’s caramel corn is better then sex.
It’s that good. (And for the record, I’ve had good sex. More than once even.)
So anyway, here’s the recipe (It comes with a warning, keep reading):
Caramel Corn
2 Sticks (1/2 pound) butter (NOT margarine, you want real butter)
2 Cups packed brown sugar
1/2 Cup light Karo syrup
1 Teaspoon vanilla
1 Teaspoon Baking Soda
3 regular size bags of microwave popcorn
(Get the cheap stuff, we used Kroger brand, 98% fat free, unbuttered plain old popcorn. It’s on sale for a buck this week. If you plan on going to old fashioned route and air pop your popcorn, you’re going to need about six quarts of popped corn.)
You might also want to poor yourself a nice sized glass of wine, this stuff takes awhile, but it’s worth it.
Step one. You need a large oven roaster pan. Coat it with non-stick cooking spray. Argue with your Mother over your choice of aforementioned spray. Take a sip of wine.
Step two. Pop the popcorn. Toss it into the roaster. Make sure you have at least two inches between the top of the popcorn and the top of the pan.

Step three. In a large sauce pan, melt the butter over medium heat. Add the karo syrup and the brown sugar to the melted butter.

Stir constantly until it begins to bubble. Take this opportunity to giggle at my Mom’s Suzy Homemaker oven with the push buttons. Take another sip of wine.
Once it starts to bubble, and this is very important…. Leave it alone. No stirring. Time it for five minutes. No more no less. Five (minutes) shalt be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the minutes shall be five. Six minutes shalt thou not count, neither count thou four, excepting that thou then proceed to Five. Six is right out.
Apologise to your mother for quoting Monty Python, take another sip of wine and wonder where you inherited your sense of humor, because it certainly wasn’t from her. Watch the clock like a hawk for five minutes.

Refill your glass of wine.
Step… Oh hell, I lost track of what number I was on half an hour ago. When the five minutes is up, remove the pot of molten lava from the burner and stir in the vanilla and the baking soda. Stir it some more.

Step 522. Try like hell not to burn yourself. Here is where that warning comes in that I mentioned earlier. This shit is hot. Blistering. Fiery. Febrile? Okay, febrile doesn’t work so well, think of magma. It’s hot. If you happen to own nomex gloves, put ‘em on. Or find your local hottie in turnout gear, certainly they can help you out.
I got a nasty little burn from that stuff. Be very careful. Damn if I didn’t scream like a three year old with a skinned knee.
Pour the mixture over the popcorn in the roaster.

And once again, stir it. Stir it some more. Stir it yet again. If you alternate arms you can get a very nice little workout in. Burn off some of the calories from the wine.

Once the popcorn is coated, place it in a 250 degree oven for an hour. Stir it every fifteen minutes. Make sure that the shelf you put the roaster on is in the middle of the oven and not too close to the heating element because a batch of this stuff burning will make your house smell decidedly UN-yummy. Or so someone told me. Because certainly I wouldn’t burn two straight batches.
Inbetween stirrings, grab another glass of wine, sit down and have a decent conversation with someone. Or play solitaire. Or fill out those Christmas cards that you’ve been putting off for the last three weeks.
Once this roaster full of goodness is done baking (you did remember to stir it, right?), remove it from the oven and pour it (carefully) into a very large bowl to cool. Give it a few minutes before you sample it. It’s still a bit warm.

Let it cool, break it apart, and store in an airtight container.
Or put it in these cute little bags.

Swear that you’ll never volunteer to make this stuff again. Realize that you still have five more batches to make. Take a very long sip of wine. Realize that you don’t even know the people who will be receiving this caramel corn, and start drinking out of the bottle.
















Yum. So, how much wine do I need to send you to get some of this stuff back? :-)
Wow, that looks good.
Great pics!
And I DO have nomex gloves. :-)
Hey Epi,
Why didn’t you make that carmel corn last week and then you could have brought some to the Fire house? Thanks for stopping by…it was nice to meet you and yours.
P>S> Tyson was disappointed that he didn’t get to speak to you. I told him you were going to stop and when we got back he didn’t know who you were and I didn’t think about any intro stuff.
Sean was the one who showed you guys around. He and his wife are expecting, so the kid stuff was good for him. LOL
OhioFireMedic
I have been making this same carmel corn for years (before microwave popcorn)…it is one of the best recipes there is!
Epi
I will definitely try this recipe, minus the wine….
since I would be sure to either burn myself (or the caramel corn)
You wrote: “I got a nasty little burn from that stuff. Be very careful. Damn if I didn’t scream like a three year old with a skinned knee.
Amazing how much heat a thick sugar mixture can hold isn’t it? And for how long it can hold it, too! I hadn’t made much candy until last year, when I got into fudge. (You know those swirled choc./caramel chips? It makes EXCELLENT fudge!) I missed obliterating whole sections of skin while candying, but I’ve burned the hell out of myself making jam — not as thick as caramel syrup, but tenacious and hot! And it’s a bitch to get off, which doesn’t help when you’re cussing up a blue streak and trying to get. it. off. right. now.
Oh, roux will leave a mark, too. Took over a week for that one to stop being so damn tender, and it wasn’t even all that bad compared to past sugar-syrup burns.
I hope you enjoy the holidays, Epi! We’ll be munching on your caramel corn this weekend — I can’t read your recipe and *not* try it!
Huh. Dunno what happened to the font formatting. That’s not quite the way I set the HTML. Sorry it’s gone weird….
Hey Tony :) I have three bags left. I could be pursuaded :)
Hilinda, It really is good stuff… In moderation. Which would be the part I have a problem with :)
Randy!!! Hey! I wish I would have made it last week, I would have definitely left a few bags for ya’ll. It was great meeting you as well, I just wish I would have had a few more minutes to hang out. We were kind of on a tight schedule. Next time I’m out that way I’ll have to come harrass you again. Tell Tyson I said I’m sorry I didn’t introduce myself, I was frazzled with the kids (they were killing me!). And Sean was fantastic with them, truly. My little girl is still talking about it.
Lucy, I know!!! It’s fantastic!
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Christy, Maybe I would have been safer without the wine. Hindsight ;)
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Paws, Let me know how it turns out, just be careful! You’ve got my mouth watering with talk of fudge and homemade jam. Lawdy!
Man, I need to make this.. damn you and your caramel popcorn of death!!
I just want the wine..
Um, Epi, hon? I think I might have overshot a bit on the end temperature – the caramel was setting up a bit too solidly while I was stirring it into the popcorn, and the residual candy I scraped out of the pan was almost to the hard crack stage. The good news is that it’s softening back up in the oven and letting me even out the caramel coating on the popcorn. (And the bits I’ve been swiping when I stir it at the 15-min. intervals taste heavenly! Gotta do a little QC sampling, after all….)
We should be hitting somewhere between the firm ball and hard ball stages, right? I ought to know by now to never, ever, make candy without an appropriate thermometer close at hand! Fudge I can make, no problem; other candies? Uh-uh.
If we were geographically closer, I’d offer you a deal: I’d supply the wine and make you fudge, if you’d make caramel corn for me. (No jam from home-grown berries this year, sorry. I lost every damn one of them when a freezer quit on us several months ago. Must’ve been at least 20 lbs. of them in there. Maybe next summer…?)
OK, it’s out of the oven . . . and maybe it isn’t pretty and all evenly coated, but it tastes wonderful! Epi, thanks for sharing your recipe with us!!
Now I just have to decide if I’m going to share…..