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"It's refreshing to have something live up to what they sold you,"
monshu said last night. And it was quite literally refreshing, because we were talking about sweet corn. Plus the salesman's claim was quite a doozy: He said it was so tender and sweet that we could eat it straight off the cob without cooking it. "We'll see about that," I said and bit right into a raw ear. Bastard. He literally made a pig out of me! Not only did I eat that entire ear raw, but the next one as well. (Ever the stick-in-the-mud,
monshu insisted on having his ear boiled, and I humoured him.)
This isn't just any corn, it's a supersweet variety called Mirai (味来), which despite the Japanese name was developed right here in the state of Illinois. We bought ours from Twin Garden Farms in the sleepy exurb of Harvard (and by that I mean
monshu went to the Twin Garden Farms booth at the Daley Plaza farmers' market). It's so tender, it actually has to be harvested by hand, but even with that extra care it ended up being only $4 for 6 ears--which makes each ear cheaper than a paleta.
I'd love to eat it all myself, but I'm not going to because it offers me a way out of my dilemma with the Koreans. (No, I haven't been back since I left those goddamn mushrooms in San Francisco.) It's perfect: A local product, yet one so unusual they probably have never had it before, and at the same time guaranteed to please them.
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I'd love to eat it all myself, but I'm not going to because it offers me a way out of my dilemma with the Koreans. (No, I haven't been back since I left those goddamn mushrooms in San Francisco.) It's perfect: A local product, yet one so unusual they probably have never had it before, and at the same time guaranteed to please them.
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