august in connecticut is one of my favorite times of the year. the freshest produce is available at your finger tips. farmer’s markets are at their peak. and it’s corn season, baby! (or cahn as my husband likes to pronounce it in an obnoxiously nasal sotto voce.)

it’s the best stuff on earth. sweet, fresh, and just picked. pair it with vine-ripened tomatoes, which are also in season now, and you’ve got a vegetable symphony. (granted, tomatoes are technically fruit. but whatever.)

we had corn and tomatoes last night for dinner. sweet jesus, that’s good! all you need is a little sea salt—possibly some butter for the corn—et voilà! i could have cared less about the flank steak we grilled with it. i was more enthralled with how sweet those tight little kernels were between my teeth.

(although, i have often wondered: with all this biogenetic engineering, can’t they manage to create an ear of corn that comes with it’s own floss? i mean, really. if you’re going to screw with nature, can’t you at least make it convenient too? but i digress from the true, unadulterated husks of sheer goodness.)

a number of web sites, including http://www.produceoasis.com/ and http://www.buyctgrown.com/, inform you on how to choose the best corn and where to get them here in connecticut. obviously, rule number one is to avoid the store-bought. by the time it even reaches your supermarket, it’s a starchy, old thing best left hanging as an autumnal decoration for your front door rather than a meal time accompaniment. as soon as corn is picked, the sugar starts to break down into starch. you will want to get the ears when they are at their sweetest.

when picking out corn, keep in mind that the outside husk should look healthy as well. if the husks look shriveled or dry, if the corn silk looks like it’s in bad shape or it clearly has worm damage, discard it. you can pull back the husk to take a look at the kernels underneath to check for their freshness. however, there are a number of farm stands and markets that take a dim view of the customer that picks at their corn. really, do you want to take home a bushel knowing somebody else’s fingernails picked at the kernels to determine if it’s to their liking? a little unappetizing. usually, the staff at the market or farm are more than willing to help you out.

well, enjoy the corn season. get ‘em while they’re hot. because as any native nutmegger knows, corn season goes by all too fast…

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