Today, I finally felt like a real country girl (well, I mean sort of like a real country girl). Donna, my amazing mother-in-law, takes fresh corn just about every year, cooks and freezes it so we can enjoy locally grown corn all year long. It is AMAZING and such a gift to have this wonderful treat when there is 3 inches of snow on the ground and we are longing for spring and warmer weather.
I was blessed that Donna asked me if I would like to help her prep the corn this year. Of course, I jumped at the chance. I didn't tell her this, but it might have been one of my Vincennes highlights thus far. It doesn't take a lot to make me happy and I really do relish in and cherish the simple things in life.
Tony stopped by the neighbor's farm this morning on his way out to the Hinkle farm. The Mouzin Brothers Farm is what I would consider a large farm where they grow not only sweet corn but watermelons and pumpkins (http://www.mouzinbrothers.com/). They are actually renting the land behind Tony's parents home to grow pumpkins. I can't wait to have our "own" pumpkin patch this fall. For those of you who live in Indiana and the surrounding states, there is a good chance that you will get to enjoy this produce at your local Kroger.
I spent my afternoon taking corn kernels off corn cobs so that they could be cooked in, yes butter, and frozen for us to enjoy year round. Jerry and Tony were kind enough to shuck the corn which I was forever grateful because I really, really don't like doing that.
After the corn was shucked, Donna washed and then transferred the golden heads of corn to me to remove and place in a bowl to microwave. Did I mention that each bowl had an entire stick of butter in it?
It only took about an hour and a half to do almost 12 dozen ears of corn. Thankfully, my little tornadoes slept so that we could get the job done.
I LOVED EVERY MINUTE OF IT! To know that I actually saw part of this corn being planted, then getting it from the local grower who had picked the corn no more than 24 hours before was incredible. Now, I know that is a big word but remember I am a simple person and a city girl. I am still trying to wrap my head around the fact that I have about 13 Ziploc bags of corn in the deep freeze that was picked less than 24 hours before.
Today was a day that I will never forget and I feel like I am starting to transition my city ways over to the inner country girl I always knew was there.
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