I don't like to say bad things about the state of my birth, but while visiting there earlier this month I was grossed out at the supermarket.
For some reason it's the custom in northern Michigan to strip the husks from your corn right there at the market. Although they place a crate or two on the floor for the debris, when the crates get full it's apparently acceptable to just leave your organic waste on the display table, right on top of the corn.
By the end of the afternoon, you need an extra five minutes to root around underneath the cornhusks to find intact ears to buy.
I have always believed that corn will dry out as soon as you husk it, so I don't understand why the compulsion to do it hours before dinner at the market. And of course, stripping it early precludes roasting the corn in its husk over the campfire coals.
Most important, it's nasty to find your nice fresh food under a layer of garbage. Yuk.