My Aunt Irene and Uncle Ray introduced my parents. I remember the Sunday morning Uncle Ray pulled into his driveway. He walked out to the car as I stood in the front seat (yep, there was a time when we all stood in the front seat and didn’t wear seat belts) and watched him glide…
side dishes
Mmmmmmmmmm……Fried Okra
I am pretty sure that many people don’t know what okra is or at least have never cooked it before. It’s a southern delight and so tasty! I like it boiled as much as I like it friend but it makes Mr. Picky-eater sick to watch me eat boiled okra so when I found this…