Okra is one of those things that I don't think about a great deal. It ended up on my plate as part of a "mixed vegetables" from a dinner I ordered and it had been so long since I had any of it I forgot what it was. I instantly enjoyed it and wanted more.
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I hated it as a kid, especially the way my family made it, always sticky and stringy, not appealing to a young kid. The first time I had breaded and fried okra though, well that is an entirely different love story.