Sometimes you go to a lot of effort to prepare food for your family and they just don't appreciate it. This is one such time. And the food in question is: OKRA I love it, they don't. But then I figured ... hey, if I like it, and I want it, then I'm gonna fix it ... just for me!
I find it to be such an interesting fruit. (yes, it's a fruit that grows on a vegetable plant) There are only 2 ways I like to eat it ... fried and pickled. I remember pickling okra with my Mom and Grandma. One of the many things we did in the summertime to preserve the harvest.
Today I'm frying it. I have a nice "mess o' okra" to start with. I slice it into cute little bite-sized pieces. I use a knife that my Grandpa Tom made. It's really the only knife I use for tasks such as this. Then I wash my hands, because these little suckers are slimy inside! Emma says, "eeeew!"
Then I toss the cut-up pieces in enough flour and cornmeal to coat them. Season with a bit of salt and pepper. Now it's time to fry.
Peanut oil is my favorite oil to fry in. It only takes a few swirls around the pan to coat it. I use only my cast iron skillet to fry in. I do it this way because that's the way I was taught by my Mom and Grandma. And I see no need to fix what works just fine! I like my okra to fry up slightly golden. I don't like it too crispy, I still like some softness to the pod pieces.
Now I eat it! I love it with some fresh cherry tomatoes from the garden and a big glass of iced tea. This was my lunch today. Luckily no one joined me ... it was ALL mine!