Children of the Corn

I’m going to share something with you right now that you may not believe.

Before last night, I had never eaten corn on the cob.

Go ahead. Gasp. Cry out. Rant. Rave. It’s okay, I’ll wait.

You see, I’ve had corn before, but it has never been fresh. Either frozen or canned in all cases. I have always considered corn to be nothing short of vile. Everyone I know loves corn, so this dislike of mine has really been ostracizing. I mean, when we go to a fair and everyone runs to the corn booth, I slowly look around to see if there are garlic fries or soft serve. Every year during Fleet Week, my co-workers make a lunch run down to Aquatic Park, all for the corn. I ask them to please bring me back some “chicken on a stick”. And some garlic fries. I really like garlic fries. People never believe that I hate corn, as it seems to be the one vegetable that everyone in America loves. Except for me.

When my CSA box arrived two weeks ago, I was actually pretty disappointed to see 4 ears of corn inside. Nevertheless, I had made a commitment when I ordered that box, that no matter what was inside, I was going to try all of it. Even items that I have disliked in the past were going to get a second try.  I know that my palette has evolved over the years. I had always thought that I hated brussels sprouts. Then at my friend’s sister’s wedding I ate one and realized that, no, actually they’re quite tasty. So, when I saw these ears of corn, I decided to give two to one of my friends who loves corn, and then keep two ears for myself.

Saturday night was the night. The night for corn.

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Having never eaten corn on the cob, I had also never been forced to remove it from its husk. Typically, I was just asked to open the can or take the KFC out of the bag. I wasn’t sure if husking corn was as simple as it appeared in the aisles of the supermarket.

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It apparently is. After I got all of the husks off, I chopped off the remainder of the stalks and boiled up some water. I was going to put both ears of corn in the pot whole, as I wanted to be like one of those wholesome “All-Americans” on TV, eating an entire ear of corn at a picnic or BBQ. Alas, my pot was too small for the larger ear, so I had to cut that one in half.

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Having little to no corn experience, I was wondering if it was okay that they were floating like that. I was concerned everything wasn’t getting cooked evenly. This made want to occasionally poke at the halves to make sure they were doing ok.

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After about 10 minutes, I was left with these. I didn’t cut that cob too neatly, did I? How unattractive! Anyway, after this picture, I took one of the halves, put on a little butter and ate my first piece of corn on the cob.

Verdict? I’ don’t know. I think I liked it. It was much sweeter and more crisp than corn has ever been in my experience. I also enjoyed eating it right off of the cob. I have no idea why doing so is so satisfying, but it is. Would I eat it again? Yes. Actually, I was full after only the half an ear (I had a bad run in with a package of Fig Newtons….omnomnom….), so I’ve brought in the other 1.5 ears with me for lunch. Overall, I still think broccoli and asparagus are tastier than corn, but I believe that I have given corn a bad rap all of these years and it definitely can have an occasional spot on my dinner table.

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2 Responses to Children of the Corn

  1. I liked your corn story, very funny. 🙂

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