For years, I've been baffled by the sweet corn feed. I imagined lines of people, shuffling through dimly lit cafeterias with trays filled with sweet corn and the constant hum of hundreds of pale people munching corn on the cob. It terrified me. All that chewing and spit and corn bits in the teeth of strangers? No thank you.
Somewhere along the way, I realized how delicious sweet corn was and that it really wasn't something to fear. I'm sure I could find a quiet corner at a sweet corn feed to quietly enjoy a few cobs. Surely, there had to be a place for people like me in the sweet corn feed arena.
Last week, Hubs and I hit our first sweet corn feed, hosted by the Izaak Walton league. While we did have to wait in line, nothing else from my original vision was there. First, I was shocked that there was more than just corn to eat. There were polish sausages, garden tomatoes, potato salad and watermelon, in addition to butter-drenched corn. Plus, the crowd wasn't pale or overly loud chewers. They were friendly folks, with lots of old dudes saying hi to each other and doing that handshake/pat on the shoulder thing old men do so well. The food was good, the people were friendly and I didn't hear a single person crunching (other than myself, which seriously I wish someone would invent a silencer so I couldn't hear that, too. I've got sensitive ears, people. Like delicate flowers, they are.).
Point is - get your buns to a sweet corn feed this summer. I'll be out in Adel next weekend at the shucking party for their sweet corn festival. Should be a good time!
The bounty I came home with - 16 ears for $4!