T’is that season again (summer for those out of the loop) so we got in the little car, me ’n Millyrose ’n da boyz ’n made a run out to Sloughhouse (Sorry, no pics as I forgot to put my little camera in my pocket) where we loaded up on fresh sweet corn ’n tomatoes (’n some apricots for Millyrose)...
Back in the day those many years ago, when we emigrated to California, we were amazed at how big, beautiful, ’n tasteless were the California fruits ’n veggies…most of the fresh corn in the markets wuz like the field corn in Ky ’n the tomatoes, well…they were pretty ’n there wuz a lot of ‘em…(my Momma always said if you cudn’t say sumthin’ good, then you shudn’t say anything atall ’n we’ll let it go at that)...
Anyhow, over the years, I s’poze, what with all the SCIENTIFIC knowhow, that being the New ’n Improved God, the ubiquitous ‘They’ have radically improved the taste of the sweet corn with lots of new varieties (the tomatoes, not so much…as good as they are, they don’t come up to Ky standards) but the corn is sweeter than ever...
Anyhow, over the past ten years or so, as I’ve struggled with the ‘fruits of my somewhat misspent youth, I’ve been unable to munch out on that revered summertime favorite, corn on the cob, ’n it’s difficult to explain just how much I’ve missed it…
Howsumever, as I’ve been able to overcome (with lots of help ’n support) the cancer, the chemotherapy ’n the resultant dental problems, I find that, this year, for the first time in many years, I’m able to chow down on sweet, fresh corn on the cob….lots of butter ’n a nod to the Doc’s, a smidgen of salt…so good, it reminds me of summers as a boy…
Corn on the cob, big, thick slices of tomato ’n watermelon for dessert…if I wudn’t so darn lazy, I’d make me some ice cream but it’s so much easier to purchase ’n there are so many varieties from which to choose….sumtimes, I swear, a body c’d stand for hours with the freezer door open just ruminating on the different flavors…
But, I digress….not unusual for me…but Kellye Anne (daughter #1) harvested her peaches ahead of the coming storm ’n, as a result, just brought over a peach pie ’n a peach cobbler ’n fortunately I have ice cream in the freezer….
There are moments when life is, to paraphrase Andy Taylor (Griffith)…GOOOOOOD!
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