Supper, Sunday February 12: fish and chips and okra.
We don't have any religious affiliation, but we joke about fish Friday. We often have fish on Friday, but mostly because it's yummy. I also believe that a person can be physically addicted to fried okra. I am. This is some of the okra from the garden. In the summer when there was surplus we breaded and froze it. It's not the same as fresh but it's still pretty good.
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