A Kernel of Street Knowledge ...

Just a quick note. For weeks my guy and I have enjoyed getting street corn in our neighborhood on the weekends. When we first moved in, we'd see people eating it, but never could find out who was selling it. We actually narrowed the block down by judging how much of a cob had been eaten by passers-by. If it was fresh, we felt we were close and if it was almost done, well you get the picture. I'd gotten to the point where I'd say aloud hoping someone would hear me "donde es mi maize?". Now I know that bad-form Spanish, but I was desperate. The reason it's hard to find is I have a sneaking suspicion that the purveyors aren't licensed street vendors, but I really could care less. These are moms feeding not only the streets, but their families with the money they earn. Plus, I mean it's corn. Finally one day we found the ladies selling the corn on the corner we'd passed many times, it just takes an eye to spot it. Here I am enjoying my cob!

Messy I know, I go back for the missed kernels at the end. Anyway, for weeks we've made it a thing to walk the neighborhood and end it with a stroll by the corn-stand. I order mine with everything she has to offer at the stand, mayo, cotija cheese and cayenne pepper. And for weeks, we'd walk the rest of the way home biting into the juicy kernels topped with love ... only there was one problem. Once you finish corn on the cob yourself, don't you have some uhhhhh housecleaning to do? As in between your teeth? Well, we'd walk the rest of the way home after dumping the empty cob in the trash and we'd do the worse thing ever... pick our teeth with our fingers, nails, sharp corners of paper ... anything we could find lol. Imagine how gross that looks walking down the street. So after weeks of knowing how gross I looked walking down the street cleaning between my teeth, we got smart ...

Pack for the party! On the way out the door this weekend I grabbed some toothpicks from my kitchen. Do you think it a bit much for street eating to pack toothpicks? To me, not so much, it increased the pleasure of street eating without me looking so gross walking down the street. I guess I could order it in the cup because she offers to shave the kernels off the cob, but I really like eating with my hands. So just a word to the street-eating wise ... pack a toothpick. :-) Hope you had a foodie weekend!