Now is the time...

for all good men to come to the aid of their country.

Remember that?

People of a certain age should.

It is the phrase that supposedly taught hand/letter placement on a typewriter.

Isn't that a blast from a previous era...?

It is also the time to preserve food for the year.

The waste corn trailer was delivered yesterday by a friend.

Much sorting and picking through the waste occurred in the heat but under a shade tree.

4 milk crates were stuffed.

A few hours were spent watching/listening to mindless dribble on the idiot box.

Corn was thereby shucked.

I covered the corn with wet towels and aluminum foil and refrigerated overnight.

This morning I cut the corn off the cob with my high tech board with a nail in it.

Much corn juice and mess flew everywhere.

The empty cobs were artfully arranged in the tub while I counted my success.

132 ears of goodness were utilized.

This will help me decide if I want to rinse and repeat this process.

They were dumped along with the shucked husk and silks back onto the waste wagon.

Blanching commenced.

2 cups of corn were bagged, air removed , bag sealed and flattened for easy freezing.

38 bags were frozen with extra kept out for supper usage.

LN will take some to college when next she visits for some "real" food to cook in her apartment.

She will also take some of the peas I froze this spring.

The all important dish washing was completed along with wiping down counters and cabinets.

The stove was divested of all the corn smush and mess.

Last but not least and with no picture to prove it the floor was washed of the ensuing stickiness.

Job complete for the moment.

Time to decide if I want to do this again next week.

With only 2 of us home now I need to cook less quantity but it's a hard thing to institute.

This may be it.

Except green beans which will be on the waste truck soon.

I lub , lub, lub me some beans.