Corn on the Cob

Corn on the Cob

Decisions are difficult -especially those that revolve around the ones you love. I had prepared to begin with a grandma recipe - and now (sorry grandma - homemade 7UP and blueberry pies on deck) - and now - well - (SIGH)

I am doing a bunch of cleaning. I soon will have a new roommate. With cleaning comes diving - diving in and swimming with the unexpected. To this I write....

I have a box. - a box of items of my dads. (I like to avoid the box). But the box's time had come. Hello box. Things I have discovered:

My dad was a great gunsman - he NEVER hunted but was a Marksman - an EXPERT marksman and he has all these neat patches and certificates to boot. My dad was a bowler (this I knew) - he almost bowled a 300 on New Year's Eve in 1986 - sadly, while mowing the lawn one day - he mowed off half his finger resulting in horrifying kids with his 1/2 finger "picking"his nose and revelling in his new title - Four Finger Farrell.

He was a proud owner of his American Bowling League Belt Buckle and a host of NRA patches and pins and yet was not your run of the mill NRA sort of guy. He had a sharp eye and liked to shoot at targets - that is all.

In the box today I found his high school diploma. And I found it after midnight - thus on June 11, 2008. The date of his diploma was that of year 1962 - JUNE 11th - I am both sad and a-tingle to discover that it is his 46th High School Graduation Anniversary - TODAY....I never even KNEW the year he graduated and I am honored to discover such a find. Tucked behind his diploma was a worn out, yellowed newspaper article heralding the 216 graduates that were going on to college. My dad was the first Farrell to go to college and I like to think about how proud he was to see and then save his name in print.

Thus, my first recipe - is one of my dad's. Though he owned an Elvis themed restaurant and made a mean grilled peanut butter and banana sandwich - I shall try to recreate a recipe he was a master of - and before he died - I double checked his method - it is loose and free - a lot like him..... I miss him dearly.

I remember vividly driving over the Mississippi river on our family treks to visit his family- and each time - no matter how old we were or who we were with - these two statements were true! Spelling out the Mississippi River forwards and then backwards - M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I/ I-P-P-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-M! Soon followed out with a shout to the Corn Huskers!!!!

With that -

Gaylen Farrell's Corn on the Cob Recipe

Get a dozen corn cobs
Put UNHUSKED corn in pot on stove in boiling water
Add a can of cheap beer (this is the secret ingredient) Boil a bit!
Put UNHUSKED cobs on grill
Cobs will steam
Take off - unhusk and slather with butter and salt!

ENJOY!

I am reminded of a middle school essay I had to write on following directions - the first line being -Start eating corn by starting at the right hand corner of the the corn!!!!!

and a humbled and heartfelt congratulations to my dad on his 46th high school graduation! I hope I am serving your recipe with honors......