We had a great crop of sweet corn this year.
Planting the seeds in a thunderstorm must be the key.
The last picking included all the little half-developed ears I'd been ignoring.
I steamed them along with the ones we were having for dinner – but we were't quite able to eat them all.
I'd been seeing recipes for corn cakes so decided to try my hand at them.
Preparation and cooking time:
- 1 cup cooked sweetcorn
- 1 tsp smoky paprika
- 1/4 tsp celery salt
- 1 egg, beaten
- 2 tbs bread crumbs
- 2 tbs Parmesan cheese
- 1 tbs olive oil
- In medium bowl lightly beat egg
- Add bread crumbs, Parmesan, salt and paprika. Mix well.
- Add corn and mix well.
- Heat large nonstick skillet over medium heat with 1 tbs oil.
- Divide mixture into 4ths and spoon each 4th into pan, shaping into patty and patting down lightly.
- Sauté 5 – 10 minutes, or until brown, then turn and fry other side the same.
- When brown, remove and serve.
I haven't done any news snippets lately – so here they are:
I had a good day.
So far I've won three iPads, 2 iPhones, a Samsung tablet an HD TV and an Audi. All I have to do is 'click here to confirm'.
I may need to tweak my junk mail settings.
It's hunting season here, and we've been seeing guys with guns searching for bunnies.
We've also been seeing the bunnies laughing as they sit on our property where the hunters can't get them.
To do his part our neighbor has found three nests of baby bunnies and promptly dispatched them. (Better him then me!)
The big bunnies don't seem to care.
As to the puppies….
They decided yesterday that they either like or don't like geraniums…. They ripped them all out. I can't decide if it was to eat them or get rid of them.
We were not pleased.
They've been finding dead critters on our front lawn in the morning when we go out. One morning it was a rat that I think had been dropped by a hawk and another morning it was three baby somethings…. maybe also rats. I'm really not fond of having to dispose of dead animals before coffee.
At least I find them before they chew on them…..
And apparently we have a bunny living inside the fence, under the hedge by the front door.
Every time I look out the window the puppies have their noses under the hedge, digging.
By the time I get to the door so I can go out and beat the crap out of them, they're innocently sitting in the middle of the lawn, wagging their tails at me.
I had a bad day, too.