For all that my mom can cook, she still does silly things sometimes. (Then again, don't we all.) Unbeknownst to me, she starts boiling corn -- and then goes outside to weed. Next thing I know, I wake up and hear popping sounds coming from the pot on the stove and I think to myself, "Sounds like she's making popcorn." A few more popping sounds and I finally check the pot -- and the bottom is blackened and burned, and so's the part of the corn touching to pot.