After having not-great luck with growing my own corn last year, I didn't plant any this year. Apparently I should have, though, because after our wonderful next-door neighbors gave us six, freshly picked ears of their own sweet corn, Grace and Tess both begged me for some —well before the dinner hour. Thus continues the sisters' tradition of eating raw corn on the cob. Grace teaches Tess some pretty cool things.
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