You smile and shout, “Okra for supper!” The children go screaming away from the table, “I hate slimy, alien pods!” So you, standing there, holding your hard work in your hands, a beautiful dish of cooked okra, ready to place it on the table for you and your family, think, Why should I go to… Continue reading Stalking Your Fresh Okra Row
Author Della M Strickland 