Boy-O Boy Popcorn Box
This 1950s Boy-O Boy popcorn box reminds me of all the yummy popcorn I've eaten at the movies during my life. While ginning up this post, I tried to do a quick calculation of how many boxes of movie popcorn I've consumed. My back-of-the-envelope calculations lead me to believe the number must be north of 250. That equates to dozens and dozens of pounds of popped corn covered with quarts of squirty, creamery butter.
While enjoying one of those boxes, eaten at the Golf Mill Theater in Niles, I swallowed a popcorn-sized cube of salt. In the dark, the cube felt like just another tempting, plump piece of delicious nosh, but when I popped it in my mouth...boy-o boy! Yuck.
That was more than 20 years ago, but I still remember running for the exit and searching desperately for a water fountain.
I didn't report the incident to the theater manager. I was just a kid. It didn't even occur to me to complain. If this happened to someone today, it'd be on CNN and the victim would own the theater. Me, I went back to my seat and finished eating (more carefully) my box of hot, buttery popcorn.
For a story about accidental salt ingestion of another kind, click here.












