Credit Where Credit Is Due

I have been meaning to write a followup on my scathing Walmart post, which I actually rather regret, by the way.  At least I wish I’d been a bit more coy in naming the store.  I try to stay away from writing negative things, particularly calling someone out by name, and I don’t want to use my blog as a way to lash out at anyone.  But what’s done is done, and without my post, I don’t even know if I would have my popcorn maker right now.  In fact, I’m still not sure if it was the manager at the local Walmart or my post that finally got the attention of the higher ups, because I never asked.

But the short story is that I got a call one afternoon from one of Walmart’s VPs, well after I’d given up entirely of ever receiving my popcorn maker.  He apologized for my experience and assured me that mine was not the sort of experience they want their customers to have.  He issued a refund for the popcorn maker and then had a new one sent to me (in a true comedy of errors, the original somehow got sent back to the distribution center, by accident, before the manager at the local store could get it to me.)  I really appreciated the refund as well as the follow through on getting the elusive popcorn maker to my doorstep.

In addition, they also sent me a gift card to use in their stores as an incentive to give them another chance, which was certainly a kind gesture but not necessary.  I admit, I felt a bit like a kid who had thrown a temper tantrum in the candy store and got his way plus some, but I thanked him profusely and assured him it would be put to good use.

So last week I made a special trip to Walmart (this time the one that I like to call the not-so-skeevy Walmart; I don’t plan to return to the scene of the crime again for a long time) and used the gift card on my kids’ back-to-school supplies.  The trip was uneventful, which is always a good thing.  I’m pretty sure I’ll never use Site to Store pickup ever again, although it’s my motto to never say never, so there you go.

Meanwhile, feast your eyes on this loveliness.


Kindly ignore the shadow.  This wasn’t my greatest photographic moment, but you get the drift.

The kids were delighted.  It didn’t last long.


They kept saying, “It smells like a movie theater in here!”  Which is because once upon a time, before the advent of corn oil and trans fats, movie theaters actually popped their popcorn in coconut oil, which is very nutritious by the way.

Plus it’s just fun to turn the crank.


Okay, who needs a hairbrush?

Anyway.  We added melted butter and sea salt and enjoyed our popcorn feast.  YUMMO.  All we were lacking was the movie to go with it.  But that could be arranged.

Here’s the popcorn maker, if you’re interested.


And the coconut oil I bought.  Believe it or not, that’s a good price.  Right now, for some reason, the gallon jars are reduced substantially.  I just ordered one.  I probably should have ordered more.  I’ve been using it in homemade granola and baked oatmeal too.