My First Okra.

So I was a bit misinformed about my garden. I was looking at the Oprah plants and, while impressed by the fact they towered over me, I was a little unsure how those plants were actually going to support an obscenely wealthy talk show host. And what if this happened?



But we have OKRA plants. Not Oprah plants. Poor choice, I think. Oprah might have given us all cars.

HERE is an OKRA:


Even my sissy is curious, though I think she thinks it is something for playing fetch.


I admit I'm not the biggest fan of the okras. But my ma ape likes to make gumbo, or bindi masala, or she just rolls them in cornmeal and spices and pan-fries 'em. And I say, the more Okras she eats, the more Wallymelon left over for me.