Last night I ate corn on the cob. That was dinner. Fresh out of boiling water, sweet as it could be. Fresh corn, it’s only a couple of weeks in the summer. We got ours from a farm stand place off of Highway 99E. You’d never see it from the freeway. Only from the back roads can provide you this kind of treat.
And tonight! A fresh peach! Gigantic, fresh, so delicious. So