This one goes out to Don ...

... who, I have heard, ate something like 24 ears of sweet corn in one sitting at some point in his life. Just because he wanted to, not for a contest or anything. Maybe Darby will follow in his Papa's footsteps.

Casey was helping me shuck the corn, and Darby came over and grabbed an ear and started chowing down. I tried to tell him it's better when it's cooked, but he wouldn't give it up. Half the corn was off that ear by the time I got it in the pot. The other half, he ate at the dinner table, cooked properly and buttered.


A theme seems to be developing here. Yep, Darby loves his food.