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Magic

Magic

Magic

In my life, the only thing I’ve ever managed with Jiffy Pop Popcorn was blackened and burnt popcorn rocks that even a squirrel wouldn’t touch.

While provisioning in Victoria, Leah insisted I take some along to help celebrate my birthday. I was too overwhelmed with thoughts of how to store a mountain of food aboard Seaburban to refuse.

What miracle or magic produced this result is beyond me. I just know I could not do it again. Apparently, they aren’t kidding when they say ‘ Jiffy Pop Jiffy Pop the magic treat!’

Follow my tracks in real-time:
https://bit.ly/svseaburban