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[Don Bowen KI6DIU <don.bowen AT earthlink.net>]

This got me to thinking, always dangerous when I am in the mood I am in.  I 
grew up surrounded by corn.  As a kid I planted, cultivated, weeded, 
chopped, and harvested corn, and played in corn cribs, shoot rats around 
corn cribs, hid in corn rows, and fed corn to hogs and corn silage to 
cattle.  We ate corn fed pork and cattle after they had been turned out on 
the corn fields after harvesting.  My father sold seed corn.

We farmed the place my grandfather farmed. Until it ended with me the Bowen 
family has corn farmed since the 1620s.  My cousin still farms 1400 acres 
of Mississippi bottom land in northern Missouri. My grandmother knew just 
about every way possible to cook corn, corn bread, corn pone, make Hominy, 
Grits, you name it.  We ate field corn as corn on the cob.  But over the 
years about the only thing I get anymore is sweet corn on the cob and corn 
bread.  The last time I had decent hominy was some my aunt made.  Maybe I 
need to relearn some of those recipes and get reacquainted.


Don Bowen              Awl Knotted Up                       KI6DIU
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