Remember that 40 pounds of sorghum we were given? It's still hanging
out in our kitchen. The other day I decided to get real about using some
of it. One of the uses for sorghum that I found online was to pop it
like popcorn. The instructions were pretty simple: A little oil in the
bottom of a pot + sorghum grains + heat + some stirring = popped
sorghum. Easy right? Wrong.
As I was popping the
sorghum, Lima Bean started crying, so I turned off the stove and went to
figure out what happened. In the 4 minutes it took me to calm him down,
the pot of sorghum went from oily kernels to smoke machine. The whole
apartment filled with smoke. I got the kids outside and got the pot off
the stove. I opened the doors and windows to vent the smoke. I added
water to the pot to prevent the kernels from igniting. The contents of
the pot had transformed into a large, black briquette. After a minute of
hacking because of inhaling the smoke, I shut the doors (leaving the
kitchen window open), grabbed the diaper bag, and decided to go for a
drive. I took the kids to the park to calm them down. I called my hubby to
let him know what happened and that we were okay.
My
clothes and hair wreaked of sorghum smoke, so I took a long shower that
night. I'm still trying to scrub the charred residue out of my pot. The
apartment still has a smokey smell, but it's not as bad as it was. I'm
not sure if it's fading or if I'm just getting used to it. Either way, I
won't be popping sorghum for a while.
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