Fresh Corn

Last week,our family had dinner with my in-laws to celebrate my neice's 9th birthday. At dinner, my neice, Emily told everyone about her hatred of salad. I told her that I too did not understand the love that people gave salad. She asked me what vegetables I like when I was growing up. I gave her the usual Southern veggie list of green beans, lima beans, fried ochre, and collard greens. Emily asked what my favorite was, and I told her that without a doubt it was creamed corn. Growing up I spent a lot of time with my mother's family in south Georgia. I was fortunate that my grandaddy was an excellent cook, and everytime I came down there he always had a fresh batch of creamed corn ready for me. I have to say it was divinely good. Tuesday of this week Klaus came home and said that there was a woman down the street from us that was selling fresh corn. "Let's get some." Yesterday coming back from the library we stopped and got a bag of corn. I assumed that we would either have grilled corn for dinner that night, or for lunch. I was wrong. Klaus has decided to cook creamed corn. I hope it goes well. Good eating.