Late August . . . fresh butter . . . a salt shaker . . . and a dozen ears. Later on, a niblet stuck between my teeth and melted butter running down my chin. Heaven on earth.
No kidding! I had 500 acres of Sweet Corn around me this season. I've been flirting my head off with the guy in charge for the past few seasons and he always stops by to tell me when they'll be harvesting and to get out there and pick all I can carry.
"He don't know me very well, do he?" ~ Bugs Bunny
Forty quarts canned, and fresh Sweet Corn every day for weeks into September. ;)
I think hopps are just so pretty! I used to work for The Seed Savers Exchange in Madison and there was a 'Wine & Hopps Shop' next door, so the man who ran that swapped a few hopps plants with me for some eggs...and the rest is history. They grow on the south side of my barn, and are happy as clams. I barter with my BIL and he uses them in his home brewed Raspberry Beer. Now THAT is some yummy beer!
Ya gotta hit Loyal 'Corn Daze' in Sept.
now that's eatin'...