The old corn crib experienced quite a resurrection over the last year (transformation photos to come in another post). It’s now the home for milling our own brand of Bright Prairies cornmeal, and I’m eager to get my hands in the dirt to pick up where we left off planting and landscaping. But, alas, Spring hasn’t quite sprung, and warm earth is yet to be, so this weekend I’ll be reaching into a warm oven to appreciate the bounty of the prairie.
My mom learned to roller-skate upstairs in the old corn crib granary. This is her cornbread recipe.