Tonight we made Boca burgers, baked potato wedges and corn on the cob.
REB made fun of the way I eat corn on the cob.
I can’t eat a whole corn cob. I’ve never been able to. So I only eat half.
But really, the reason I only eat half is because it’s easier for me to start eating it the way I eat it.
What you are about to see may be disturbing, annoying, lame or what ever else you might think.
“Haters gonna hate” but this is how I eat it.
I’ve been eating corn on the cob like this since I was 9 years old.
I’m not kidding.
But there is a reason why I do this. Really. Honest!
The entire cob is square-like, perfectly clean and the only pieces left are the ones that didn’t cook properly. No guts on it, no stringy mess left on the cob, nothing. Yes, I realize it will be thrown out into a compost pile or the garbage, but it still makes my world come to peace if eaten this way.
I realize I’m OCD about certain things.
I should probably seek therapy.