SWEET!!!!

My mother grew up on a dairy farm outside of Loyal, Wisconsin. As any child toted to the farm would, I have fond memories of cats in the haymow, baby chicks in the coop and cows in the very intriguing but none-the-less stinky barn. But my all time favorite memory of their farm is of Vern's Super Sweet Corn.

My grandpa grew the sweetest, the juiciest, the crispest corn I have ever tasted. My brother sold it in a stand by the side of the road. My grandma and mom would cook it, cut it off the cob and freeze it for winter. Given my age, I had very little to do with the planting, growing, picking or selling of the corn,but as with the rest of my family, I ate it religiously. Right around the end of July almost every meal included a side of freshly picked sweet corn, and undoubtedly there were a few meals that consisted of ONLY sweet corn.

My grandparents moved off the farm when I was still young and have since passed away, but Sweet Corn Season still lives on. I get giddy when the grocery store starts carrying sweet corn again, and despite the fact that I KNOW FOR A FACT that it will not be nearly as good as Vern's Super Sweet Corn, I buy it to tide me over until the farm stands pop up in late July. I will do everything in my power to make sure that Sweet Corn Season lives on, which includes enticing the very young ...