Fresh Corn Pudding

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The fact that I live in Nashville still confuses me sometimes, especially when we return from somewhere familiar, like Chicago to see my family or Ohio to see Tim’s. Tuesday night we came home from a few days in Cincinnati, for example, where all the men in Tim’s family went to a Monday night football game and I finally got to hit up IKEA—and coming back had me dreaming about eating breakfast in my own parents’ kitchen or watching Friday night movies at my friend Jackie’s house. Sometimes being around familiar things makes me want to be around more familiar things. . . .

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