I was late picking my husband up at the library today. He had been doing research and was waiting for me when I arrived. However, when I told him the reason I was late...he had a big smile on his face. For you see, I stopped at the side of the road into town to buy freshly picked sweet corn from a farmer!
I've been promising him I would stop ever since the corn was available a few weeks ago. This picture is not the farm stand where I stopped. No...I bought my sweet corn as it should be sold...from the back of a pickup truck with the farmer's little girl making change! :) However, it did look similar to this picture (which was...uh..."borrowed"...from a local news provider).
Yes my friends, these ears were still in the field this morning. Now that is eating about as local as you can get.
I may have mentioned here before (my family is oh so tired of hearing it) but...I love cornfields. I love John Deere tractors plowing up the ground to plant corn. I love silos and red barns and farmers with overalls (although this young farmer was much more sophisticated with jeans and a nice shirt...darn).
There is nothing that says summer like the roadside corn stands...