Well, today I called Gertrude to ask her what she was up to. She said that Heinz had bought a couple of corn on the cob. I know that this is not a staple in their diet and so I was a bit surprised at their sense of adventure in trying something new. Now corn is not entirely new to them. They have eaten it many times in their lives. Often at my own house and sometimes at my sister's home too. Just they never cooked it on their own that I knew of. However corn is quite easy to cook and I thought nothing of it when I inquired as to how they had enjoyed it, upon which Gertrude became very agitated and told me that the darn stuff had been in the pot boiling for the past three or more hours and wouldn't soften up. " Hard as a rock, I tell you!" she virtually yelled. "Totally inedible!" she added with disdain. " I almost broke my false teeth on the stuff." After taking a very deep breath and trying not to be too incredulous at cooking corn for three hours, I explained how easy it was to cook corn to which she simply answered, " Here comes your father, he wants to speak to you."
So you see, sometimes even the simplest tasks can become hard when you get older.
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