Corn…. It always starts with Corn…

I’m not sure if it’s a result of getting older or the fact that I’m almost always on edge these days….. but there is not doubt about it – I’m getting crankier – am I constantly being confronted by morons at every turn because I’m cranky or am I cranky because of the morons…it’s clearly a chicken and egg thing…

Stuff that never would have bothered me before is driving me bonkers… for example the size of food, it’s gotten ridiculous as is getting upset about it…

It being summer and all, we felt like having some delicious sweet Chiliwack corn, so we headed out to our local farmers market with the intention of both supporting and shopping local growers. In most cases the produce is incredibly fresh, tasty and organic, with a bare minimum of pesticides and general gunk spoiling the produce. That is until this new russian vendor/farmer showed up a couple of weeks back, no one seems to know much about him or his farm… but speaking a little bit of Russian myself, I noticed his accent was from Chernobyl….. and then the size of his corn started making sense…..

.

.

.

.

I for one, shall not be eating the corn…..

Have a Great Day.

Advertisements