Corn: the quest
Here's an update on my corn situation:
I picked an ear out of my garden the other morning, and it looked so good, I had it for breakfast.
It was delicious -- delicately sweet and perfectly crisp.
About a week earlier, I picked these gems out of the same garden.
They tasted as good as they looked -- pasty, just awful.
The stunted ears were grown with plants I'd bought at the farmers' market. I'd let them sit on the stalks way too long, thinking they were going to get bigger.
The good ear came from a plant I grew from seeds purchased at Whole Foods. (I can't remember the variety.)
Since the plants from seed came along later, they got the benefit of my corn-growing crusade -- compost tea, fish emulsion -- earlier in their lives. They also got more rain at a time when it could do them some good.
Anyway, I think that's the difference. Maybe I just got lucky with that good ear. We'll see. There are more ears on the way. I'm hoping they'll be the good kind.
Photos by math-hubby