So, I was down at South Street Seaport sucking off sailors for nickels (Just kidding, I saw Superchunk and it ruled) and I was hungry. What is there for a boy to eat? Why, Steamy Corn.

I was so hungry and this was like the only thing in that area not $67667347687643. Basically, it was a guy and a steamer. And he flavored the corn? Like he had 5 flavors: Salty, Cheesyolicous (+Parmesan), Citrusolious (+Parm, Lemon Juice), Fiery (+P,Pepper,Chili Powder) and then one with honey? It was super fucking weird.
And he was making them like one at a time. Like if 3 people were there he'd just. Tend to one person at a time. Leaning over this cup of corn. Carefully fixing it and mixing it. Taking his sweet time.
And it wasn't even like high end. It was Kraft Parm and bottled lemon juice. The slogan was "Steamy Corn: IN THE CUP". Which is like. Where the fuck else where you going to put it, Steamy?
It also comes in two sizes: Slim and MAJOR.
Anyway, it's probably the worst marketed concept ever. It was fucking tasty, though.