Corn!

Ryan had moved in with us. And this past Sunday, after returning from his uncle's and aunt's house with his computer, he also brought with him an arm load of corn. 10 ears to be exact.

He said that he saw a farm stand on the way home.

"You didn't steal it, did you?"

"No. There was a sign there that said, 'Help yourself."

"Well, a lot of farm stands operate on the honor system, leaving out a box for money."

"There wasn't any box there. I even looked for one."

I felt better knowing that the corn wasn't pilfered. Maybe this particular farmer had corn like other gardeners have zucchini ~ way too much for anyones good.

Anyhow, Ryan was excited about his find and contribution to the larder. And he was very much looking forward to cooking up the corn.

Go right ahead.

I stayed in the living room, on my laptop, while Ariana, Ryan, and his friend Richie were in the kitchen trying to figure out how to cook the corn.

Ariana was not too enthused about the task of husking the corn and removing the fine corn silk that stuck in between the kernels. But with a little bit of team work ~ with Ryan husking and Ariana and Richie removing the corn silk ~ the task got done.

I could then hear them trying to figure out how to cook the corn.

From the living room, I shouted to the group, "Bring the water to a boil. And when it's boiling, put the corn in for 2 to 3 minutes."

OK. That was easy enough.

In addition to cooking corn, the kids decided to make peanut butter sandwiches to go along.

Then Ariana had the idea to call Carol to invite her over for corn and peanut butter sandwiches. Carol agreed to come, bringing ice cream and Portuguese muffins with her.

I thought that it was sweet that the kids took the initiative to cook supper and even go beyond that and invite over Ariana's Nana.

The corn was delicious. So tender.

As for the peanut butter sandwiches, I had to pass. They were never my favorite sandwich.