Frank's Comment: Corn on the cob: the denture challenge
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September 17, 2025
-by Frank Macdonald
I once spent three months on Bourbon Street in New Orleans. Most of the memories have become vague, but I do recall the music and the crowds. What I seem to recall best, though, is my almost steady diet of corn-on-the-cob. There was a street vendor who sold cobs for 25 cents, boiled, with a holding stick, and when purchased, was lifted from the boiling water, deep dunked into a vat of melted butter and glazed with more salt than a Cape Breton winter road. For both its cost and its quality, it became part of my daily diet.
Thoughts of it have been brought up from the depths of memory by thoughts about the history of teeth.
There must be an evolutionary reason why most babies are born without teeth. Oh, there are exceptions, I know, new-borns who can’t wait to sink their ivories into a pizza, but generally speaking, most of us were born toothless.