How do we know it’s summer around here?
The cicadas start humming, and this little sign appears on the county roads.
It’s an out-of-the-way trip to the Maloney’s farm, but oh so worth it! I found the farmer sitting under the shade tree in his front yard, shucking ears. The farmer’s son sacked up dozens in plastic grocery bags. They were surrounded by corn—in the bags, in a hayride-sized wagon, in the hundred acres around the house. I wished I could have taken five dozen ears off their hands but, alas!, one nearly-empty-nest household can only eat so much. And sweet corn must be eaten the day it’s picked.
We made it a total summer meal. I swung by Kroger for watermelon and ice cream. I asked my husband to grill the chicken. And we ate, swooning.
I expect to visit the Maloneys again tomorrow. Can’t wait!
Not all meals are meant to be enjoyed.
In Jonathan Franzen’s book, The Corrections, the real power in the fictional Lambert family rests in the hands of Mrs. Lambert. Heaven help Mr. Lambert if he crosses her, for then she will prepare The Dinner of Revenge. It’s been awhile since I read the book, so I can’t tell you the exact menu, but I’m guessing it included liver and Brussels sprouts.
I liked Franzen’s take on human nature so much that I’m currently plowing through another of his hefty novels. Out on the deck. Because it’s summer.
We’ll talk about it next week
Yes, I made my own stop at a farm truck at the side of the road this week
I loved the smiling kids that ran up to my car window to take my order for freshly picked corn on the cob……
and then they threw in an extra ear of corn just because.
I used Jocile~s don~t-heat-up-the-kitchen-with-boiling-water cooking alternative…perfect for empty nesters. Wrap the raw ear in saran wrap. 2 ears in the microwave for 3 minutes. Yummmo!
Oh, good corn-cooking hint. Thanks