Oh look, a Nebraskan cooking corn. How original.
To remove corn from cobs:
Stand ear of corn on end, and with a sharp knife scrape downward. It helps to do this over a cutting board, or into a bowl.
Heat oven to 400 degrees F.
In a bowl, combine cut corn kernels with 2-3 tablespoons corn oil (depending how much corn you have). Add whatever herbs and spices you like (I did tarragon tonight, but chili powder works well if you plan to serve refried beans) and salt to taste. Mix well and spread on a rimmed-edge baking sheet. Bake 15 minutes, stir, and cook another 10-15 minutes until lightly browned.
Serve hot or cold. I served this tonight over a bed of lettuces and baby greens from our garden.
Anyway, everything is greening up nicely, but I know better than trusting the weather. We're really not safe until the second week in May, at least for more delicate items. I'm growing okra, cumin, carrots, and other vegetables that can't go outside quite yet. I have carnation seedlings in my sunny windowsill that are doing well, and hopefully they will survive. This weekend is the big plant sale in Lincoln, and that's where I like to buy my herbs. A few have lived in my sunny window, but aren't ready to move out. The bay laurel is still alive by some miracle, as are the lime tree and gardenia.
The "Hall Tree" had a Spring makeover. I haven't removed the owl's Santa Cap because I don't quite feel comfortable climbing a chair to do it. Eventually, he'll get a July 4th flag or something.
Someone arranged the books artfully at Hand-Me-Ups (it wasn't me, but I know the guilty party!). Sort of a public service announcement.
1980's Hawaiian Creations vintage dress-Goodwill
Cardigan-Dots in Revere, MA about 16 years ago
Vintage beaded necklace-Salvation Army, Lincoln
Bakelite bangles-Salvation Army, Goodwill, Hand-Me-Ups (aka, "All Over")
Vintage vinyl handbag-Goodwill
Vintage Natrualizer sandals-Thrift World
Vintage crystal clip earrings-Hand-Me-Ups
Vintage Brooch-Had it so long, I forgot!
Floral hair clip-Tiff and Tam about 10 years ago
I'm still blowing my nose like a damn foghorn, and coughing up hairballs (meow!) but it looks like this might be less severe than I feared (fingers crossed). I'm taking things easy anyway as next week is going to be madness around here, but hopefully this post doesn't sound as scatter-brained as I feel. People tell me I'm still making sense (but they're my friends, and your friends are supposed to say that whilst thinking, "She's lost the plot.").
I must walk past this memorial wall on the campus several times a week, but never noticed one of the inscriptions:
I wonder if you could get away with that today? When the wall was dedicated in the 80's, people still had a sense of humour.
Geez. Is it really only Tuesday? Okay, Onward!