today was too perfect a day to not be outside.
seizing the nice day and the work holiday, Liz and I got on the bike and headed out into the new england fall. it was a gorgeous ride, full of brilliant reds, oranges, yellows, and greens. we had hot donuts and cider, rode all the way around Wachusett Reservoir, and happened upon the brigadoon of farm stands where you paid by weighing everything yourself and putting money in a box.
at this magical place, we obtained the best corn ever. period. it tasted perfect when raw. it was sublime when boiled for only four minutes. it needed no salt, nor pepper, sugar, or butter.
there were also two purple peppers, which we added to salad, and used in this post to get your attention, but really, it’s just about the corn.