I have a set of nifty little items I just call “corn holders” for lack of a better term – mine are shaped like tiny ears of corn and have sharp prongs at one end with which to spear an ear of corn, so that you can enjoy the bounty of summer without burning your fingers or getting them covered in melted butter. They aren’t strictly necessary to eat corn on the cob but we always had them as children (along with long, corn cob shaped dishes) and I enjoy them.
But they really ought to come with a warning label. They are a Dangerous Kitchen Tool, right up there with knives. A weapon of facial destruction. Because when the tapered end of the corn cob breaks off, the prongs can fly out and stab you in the face, just millimeters shy of your lip. And believe me when I say that it doesn’t feel even a little bit good, particularly when the wound gets salt in it. Ouch!
Don’t say no one ever warned you.
