Corn on the cob teaches us something about impermanence. It arrives with a bang—sweet, messy, and totally present—and then it fades, much like a perfect beach weekend. That’s not a tragedy; it’s a reminder to eat it while it’s good, to share it with friends, and to let the kernels get stuck in your teeth without caring.
So next time you see a pile of bright green ears at the market, buy only what you’ll eat in two days. Let the rest stay for someone else’s fleeting joy. Because corn, like summer, is a short guest—and the best way to honor it is to grab it, grill it, and grin.
