RECIPE #8: Corn Fritters

"I never experienced a fritter I didn't enjoy."

This, from myhusband when I brought up the idea of Marjorie Standish's corn fritters.  I don't often share our daily interactions in a public forum because those feel intimate to me.  Odd, yes, given that I write professionally about all manner of TMI topics.  But Travis?  He's special, and I like the world we've created to stay private. 

But two nights ago, he zipped up my dress, drove me to the venue, clapped the loudest, and said "I'm so proud of you" on the ride home.  He'd taken the night off to act as audience support for the Maine Women Write inaugural event, and to show my thanks, I made corn fritters. 

Yes, I did think of Billy Collins and The Lanyard. 

She nursed me in many a sick room,
lifted spoons of medicine to my lips,
laid cold face-cloths on my forehead,
and then led me out into the airy light and taught me to walk and swim,
and I , in turn, presented her with a lanyard.

My husband zipped my dress, drove me to the venue, clapped the loudest, and said "I'm so proud of you" on the ride home.  I, in turn, made corn fritters.

I cannot remember the last time I bought creamed corn.

I remember eating a lot of baked potatoes and creamed corn when I was little.  If you have not tasted that combination, you should.  It's good.  (Note: creamed corn doesn't technically have any cream in it.  No dairy at all, actually.)

Like with any easy Marjorie Standish recipe, you just mix it all up in a single bowl.

Drop the batter by spoonful into hot oil and watch the fritters puff up like little pancakes.  Drain on a paper towel-lined plate.

Add some sauteed rainbow chard, a little salt, and here is my pre-game meal of thanks for my husband.

My husband zipped my dress, drove me to the venue, clapped the loudest, and said "I'm so proud of you" on the ride home.  I, in turn, made corn fritters.

Writing Prompt:  If someone in your life showed you an act of incredible kindness, what meal would you prepare as thanks?