Corn, delicious corn!

We have been eating lots of corn lately. An ear for each of us every day at dinner. I'm hoping it will last into the end of the month. Most of the corn here in Alberta this late comes from the Okanagan in British Columbia, where it's much warmer, and of course it's been pretty warm here this year as well - anyway, we'll take it as long as it comes!

As a red-blooded American, of course, I was raised on the stuff, but my husband, who grew up in Scotland in the '50's and '60's, wasn't familiar with it until he moved to Canada. Back in the day in Britain, "maize" was mostly considered fit for livestock feed. (However, apparently the British have since discovered the joys of sweet corn - Wikipedia says that a poll this year of 2,000 people revealed that sweet corn was Britain's second-favorite culinary vegetable.) He likes it with a bit of butter, salt, and pepper; I prefer it with only some salt. I like to eat it "rotary" style, while he tends to the "typewriter" school. But, however we eat it, however long the season lasts, delicious, simple, tasty corn is something we cannot get enough of, and we praise God highly for it.