Sunday’s are for football in my house. The weather cools down, we get cozy, turn on the TV, and unfortunately this year watch our beloved Seahawks get rocked week after week (as I write this the Hawks get walked all over by the Steelers – boo…). Sunday’s are a much welcomed break from my normally insane work, school, homework and some sleep weeks. Being a full-time employee, college student and wife can be too much to handle at times. So Sunday each week is looked forward to with great anticipation and excitement.
Growing up I had a best friend, Ashleigh. She and I knew each other from the time we were babies. Our parents were friends before we were born. In fact, our dads were in each others weddings. When her parents got divorced and her mom moved Ashleigh and her sister to Eastern Washington, my younger sister and I spent a couple weeks visiting them each summer. Those were some of the best weeks of my childhood. We got to go all over town, see the illustrious boys of Yakima, stay up late, and just do what young girls do (including but not limited to: dressing up in ridiculous outfits and pretending to be movie stars, making up dances to to N’Sync and Britney Spears songs- which by the way, were pretty cool then, dreaming about the boys that we would meet who would sweep us off our feet, and eating popcorn and candy among other not-so-great for you foods all hours of the night).
Sad to say, the beautiful fresh corn season is almost over. So that means, time to take advantage of what’s left!! Although my husband and I generally don’t eat corn very often, I am far more likely to eat it during the summer. It has such a wonderful sweet, crisp, summery flavor it just begs to be eaten outside while basking in the sun and enjoying some fresh ice tea.