Okay, all this talk about okra had me craving it. I hated it as a child and swore I would never eat anymore when I became grown. But, I don't want to deprive my dd'sof it if they like it.
So I bought a bag of frozen to cook this weekend. I thawed it out to cook on Sunday.
DH, told me it was my day, so he cooked for me. I asked if he knew how to cook okra. He said, "How hard can it be?"
Well, when dinner was served, my plate was brought to me with whole fride okra, not sliced and breaded, not with the tops cut off, but the whole okra breaded and fried.
I tried to look grateful, but it was so funny. My oldest daughter, however loved it.
He did the whole bag full. I was only gonna cook enough for a couple of servings, but he cooked the whole bag.
THE WHOLE BAG!!!!!
It was tolerable for me with a lot of hot sauce, so I guess I'll be eating okra all week long. Hope the hot sauce holds out.
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