As I’ve said before, I’ve come around about okra. Used to hate it. Love it. This is partly due to intensive lobbying by Dani Greer and Leslea Tash, but also because I was assured that baking okra would turn it good.
I’ve since come to love it all kinds of ways, even slimy. Isn’t that strange?
And here’s another thing: Okra blossoms are GORGEOUS! Okra is in the hollyhock/rose-o-sharon family, and it shows. Here are some snappies I took of an okra blossom.
I’m posting today at Fatal Foodies on the topic of food presentation. Please note that I do not “plate” the food. Neither do I mug the coffee nor bowl the soup.
One is also being interviewed today at The Diesel-Electric Elephant. Toddle over and have a dekko.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: A character changes their mind about something surprising.