I just saw Tamara not finish a freshly-grilled steak because she had filled up on corn.
Grilled corn-on-the-cob, mind you, with a nice pat of Irish butter, cleaned, rewrapped in its own damp husks and encased in aluminum foil, which I had not made that way for a long time. It isgood with any decent corn and this time, the supermarket had laid hands on some of the Very Best Sweet corn. It was darned good!
We had four cobs, two each, and were she not a friend (and better armed), I might've offered to fight her for the last one.
Heavens, that was good! About 25 minutes on the grill, only turned it the once. Ahhh! Like fresh tomatoes, grilled corn is the taste of summer.
One Evening On Kansas II
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