While I was growing up in northwest Iowa, my family survived on cheap roadside sweet corn that was boiled, grilled, roasted, and finally frozen for the long winters. I loved those first buttered ears of summer, yet I always grew tired of them by fall. As an adult, not much has changed. Last Saturday, I was eager to get to the Dubuque Farmer’s Market as early as possible to get that first dozen, but after eating corn for a week straight, I am staring into my fridge wondering what the hell I’m going to do with the last four ears.
On Saturday mornings in late July and throughout August, the Fincel’s corn wagon is surrounded by a constant crowd at the Dubuque Farmer’s Market. Sweet corn is an icon in Iowa and in Dubuque, Fincel’s Sweet Corn is a delicious institution.