As I placed the ears of corn into the pot of water, Mari asked excitedly, "Are we having corn for dinner?"
"Yes, we are," I replied.
She immediately began to dig around in the utensil drawer.
"I'll get the cobs!"
I was confused.
"The 'cobs'?"
She pulled out several pair of yellow, corn-shaped skewers, and placed them on the counter.
"Here they are! Now we can have 'corn on the cob'!"
"Well, of course, we can!"
