Corn on the cob from Ohio. OMG. Our Pittsburgh family spent summers at a cottage at Madison On the Lake, Ohio, on Lake Erie. We would go to the farm stand, ask for a dozen corn, and they would go out to the field beside the stand and pick it. ('50s and early '60s) I have never had better corn since.
Later, at Deep Creek Lake, MD, there was a woman who baked "sticky buns." They were the best cinnamon buns ever. You had to order them, then go the next morning to pick them up warm from the oven. They were almost the size of a lunch plate. We always ordered one extra for whoever got up early to pick them up to wolf down on the way home. Because you couldn't drive with that scintillating aroma in the car without diving into one.
At Lake Michigan, lake perch and walleye (especially planked walleye) were amazing. Fresh, fresh, fresh.
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