Girlie Bear, Baby Bear, and I went to a local produce farm this morning to buy some stuff. I was hoping they'd have blackberries for picking, but no luck. We did get some really nice squash and zucchini for dinner tonight, and about a bushel of sweet corn that was picked early this morning.
There's something wonderful about the smell of freshly picked corn. Reminds me a lot of my Grandmother's house in North Dakota. She always had fresh produce from her garden and the local farms in the summer, and would spend weeks canning in July, August, and September. I honestly can never remember Grandma buying actual food at a grocery store, just dry goods that she couldn't grow herself. Her freezer was kept stocked with deer, fish, and pork from her multitude of grandkids, and she lived off of that and the canned fruit and vegetables.
Anyhoo, Girlie Bear will be shucking herself a bushel of corn this afternoon, which will then be blanched, cut, and put in the freezer for later this year. With the cost of food going up as much as it has, the Irish Woman and I have decided to put back as much meat and produce as we can while it's still fresh and cheap. I'll keep back a few ears for dinner tomorrow night, and a good time will be had by all.
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