Corn off the cob. See the naked cobs in the back? Shameful.
Now Kristin, you say. Why in the name of Jesus, Mary, and Joseph do you have all that corn in a bundt pan, of all things?
Ah. And here we come to the point of today's post. (What? You were maybe thinking there was no point? Shame on you! I always have a point! Maybe not a GOOD point, but still.) I felt that it is my civic duty to refer you to the post I did last year about the best way to cut corn off the cob. So, if you have ever struggled with corn ricocheting all over the kitchen and you routinely end up with more corn on the floor than on your cutting board, go read this post. It will change your life for the better.
And after all, that's my whole reason for writing this drivel: to change lives.
Up with people.
* I would like to apologize for that title. It's terrible, I know. Unfortunately, nothing better was coming to me.