I eat stuff.

I've been getting two ears of corn a week for probably the last five weeks.  I definitely enjoy corn, but, with all the other vegetables in my CSA boxes, it has been completely ignored.  I've even had to throw out several ears because they completely dried out -- a cardinal sin of CSA shares.  But all that changed tonight!  I finally got around to eating some corn.  Here's the first ear I shucked all summer:

* I don't know what that odd black kernel is, but I can tell
you it wasn't particularly edible *

The farmer at The Fruit and Berry Patch has told me many times of his amazing sweet corn -- corn so sweet and tender, you don't even have to cook it.  In fact, every time I've been there, he's told me of the woman he refused to sell corn to because she intended to boil it for twenty minutes ... Elizabeth knows what I'm talking about ;) 

So I thought I would try this corn pre-cooking, just to check.  This is some sweet, tender corn, but not quite sweet enough to eat raw.  Just about five minutes in some boiling water made it perfect, though.  You might notice that I ate the half with the wonky kernel ... Well, I was curious. Turns out it wasn't ripe. I ate all around it and then poked the kernel for a while until I determined it wasn't really set for eating. Now we all know.

I had a huge plate of food to go with my corn.  Clockwise from corn: dilly beans from Kat, yellow tomatoes (from my CSA), greens cooked with tomatoes and apple cider vinegar (from my CSA), and mixed beans.  Kat very kindly gave me a lot of canned goods when I moved from Knoxville, and these dilly beans were among them. They are seriously delicious, and I've been parceling them out all summer.  I'm sad to say that I'm down to my last serving or two of beans.  If you've ever thought about making dilly beans - do it. Then send me a jar!

* This might look like a lot of food. It is.
I couldn't eat it all, but it was all delicious *

 On an unrelated note, I forgot to share my first visitor in my new home.  This guy was here to greet me even before the movers brought my stuff (ended up being a day before, but that's a whole 'nother story).  I took it as a sign of good luck.  After snapping a few photos to commemorate his visit, I returned him to the wild outdoors.

* Don't be jealous, but I had a gentleman caller *

Who was your first guest in a new home?