My love for corn has always remain constant. And I have so many fond memories associated to it. As kids we used to have it every time they came in the market. But it was the grilled version. Later when I was in Pune, everyday, when we got back from work, as soon as we stepped out of the shuttle, there would be a lady vendor selling grilled corn. Our choices for snack would be either those grilled corn or vada pav or chaats. Then when I moved to Bangalore, again these corn appeared right outside our college, but in a different form - Boiled and seasoned with salt and pepper. I used to love that version too.
My father loves corn on the cob. He had mentioned it a couple of times when we were dining out. I so wanted to make it for him while he was here. Meena Kumar's post also reminded me to make it. But I don't know, I so got caught up with other stuff that I couldn't make it for him. Finally, during their last few days of stay with us, I made it a point that I would make it for him, for sure. Proactively, bought it but then everyday plans kept changing and ended up not making it. So when we made it after they left, I kept feeling guilty for not making it for him. Anyways, there is always a next time, unless the corn disappears from the universe. Well, that is one way of consoling myself for now.
