corn is like art

Corn is like art. I love corn. People can tell which shelf is mine in the pantry simply by looking at the cans of corn stacked in there.  I believe it is ok to eat corn in most things. Salad, bread, pasta, soup, with a roast, with potato, the possibilities go on.  I do not however, believe in corn for dessert.  

Yesterday, while at my Chinese friend's house, I was served a milky substance, along with those fun little pearls you get in asian shakes and tea. Amongst those fun little pearls was little pieces of yellow corn.  I tried to eat this dessert, but it would not agree with my taste buds. There was no party in there, rather, an evacuation call.  My friend meanwhile, slurped his down, satisfied.

This brings me back to my point.  Corn and art.  It really is a matter of taste is it not?  We are accustomed to many things in life, and sometimes that is not corn filled dessert. But is that because of my culture? And I don't just mean country of origin culture but individual family culture too. 

And although corn is cool- some forms are just not that palatable. But present it in a way we are used to or understand it might just be alright.