Shucking ears of corn for a summertime dinner was always a task designated to me and my brother. As my mom prepped the other dishes, my brother and I sat at the kitchen island shucking the husk and fibrous silk strands off of our cobs and into a plastic grocery bag beneath us. It caused a mess and it took forever. And I just found out that all of that work was for nothing (even if it did create some fond memories).
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