In the pre-microwave days, Mom would cook up a batch of popcorn in the yellow popcorn maker that sounded like a vacuum cleaner. My siblings and I would open a bag of plump cranberries, thread a needle and get to work making popcorn chains to decorate the tree with. They couldn't have been that long since we ate at least a third of the ingredients ourselves.
In other news, I'm pretty sure our current microwave died but it hasn't been too much of an issue yet. I'm giving it til after Christmas to see if we'll need to get another one.