[fso301]

LOL! I like okra!

Good for you. I think okra must be like root beer. It's something you have to grow up with to appreciate.

Not long after getting married, my wife and I moved from Ohio to Houma, LA where I had taken a job with an oil services company. That was where both of us had out first experience with the regional delicacy okra. At first, it was nauseating! Over time, we both developed an ability to eat it in order to not appear rude and better fit in amongst locals.

She eventually did much better than I with the stewed okra. I have to grudgingly admit that some fried okra dishes I had were not bad but they were never what I would call good because of the association with stewed okra.

[EQAndyBuzz]

Bacon and Cinammon swirl french toast for breakfast. A lobster for lunch.

Dinner is “The Sandwich”. Capicola, Proscuitto, Ham, Genoa Salami, Provolone on Itialian bread, with very old balsamic, EVOO, lettuce and tomato.

[trisham]

I'm a native of New England, but my husband and I love Southern cooking and traditions. He's a wonderful cook, whose Swedish grandmother began teaching him when he was a very, very young child.

I also like root beer. :)

[traderrob6]

Kinda the same situation we ran into when me moved from Iowa to Moultrie, Ga. Grits and fried backfat.

[grey_whiskers]

Not long after getting married, my wife and I moved from Ohio to Houma, LA where I had taken a job with an oil services company. That was where both of us had out first experience with the regional delicacy okra. At first, it was nauseating! Over time, we both developed an ability to eat it in order to not appear rude and better fit in amongst locals.

As Southern comic Jerry Clower would declaim, "MMmmmmm! Good ol' slick, slimed bawled okra!"

Cheers!

...oh, and Merry Chirstmas.