On day 2 of my brief hiatus, I was able to go to La Corona (no it's not a beer sore, it's the name of their grocery store... well, actually it could be the beer store too because that's where most buy beer!) and leisurely shop the isle due to only needing to cook fore me! That's a break in itself!
On a side road here, the staff at La Corona looked at me today in amazement of how LITTLE food was in my hand basket, and I was continually asked, "why so little food?" and told, "No big cart today!" A complete flip flop from the entire summer. I told Brian (my favorite) I was getting fat and needed to cut back :D
Anyway back to the main road, I was in the produce section when I saw corn! A nice ear of fresh picked, right from some garden, still in the husk, take me home Heather Lasley because you know you're missing the silver queen being grown and harvested right now at the Lasley Plantation, white corn! (excuse the run on sentence... I teach math!) Needless to say I was pumped.
SO, last night, I shucked, inspected for bugs, washed and put in a pot of boiling water my nice ear of corn. 15 minutes later, sitting on a plate, smeared with a lil butter I take a bite... followed by an immediate spit out. CHALK! That's what it tasted like. CHALK! Flavorless, dry, in you mouth awful aftertaste, nasty hint of butter flavor, I could use this on a sidewalk, CHALK! To say I was disappointed would be an understatement.
I was already tasting the sweet, succulent juice that only tiny kernels from July Silver Queen Corn can produce but instead I bit into a nice ear of: What the crap?, are you serious?, you can't even make moonshine out of this so called Costa Rican Corn. The moral of the story is: Don't drink the water in Mexico and Don't eat the corn in Costa Rica!
This one made m laugh, loved it!!
ReplyDeleteIt's called "elote" here and it is mainly cooked into soups. Even in soup, it resembles little more than rubber. Or pencil erasers.
ReplyDeletehahaha.. good to know!
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