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As a kid, I always looked forward to ‘corn on the cob’ suppers. They only happened a couple times a year, always in August. We would eat cobs and cobs of hot, boiled corn, dripping with butter and salt, and always on hot, hot days. The drive out to Herrles Market (just a small stand […]
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