In the past, okra was a vegetable I would only look at and preferred to not eat or touch. Seemed way to slimy to me. I changed my mind the day I was served some fried okra.
And, so, last spring I seeded some okra and was absolutetly enthralled with its beauty.
Morning garden walks are always a delight to me, and seeing the flowering pods of the okra made it extra special. Indeed, okra is lovely to look at.
It's that time of year again, here, in the AZ desert to seed okra and so a few Monday's ago, several farm volunteers came by to specifically seed okra in starter pots. And just look what's coming up in those little seed pots - okra!
All because of fried okra, I have a new Twitter friend who is all about food and wine and she posted this yummy fried okra here.
