Good morning, and welcome back to Ridin Out the Recession…in Miz Judi’s Kitchen.
We posted back in March a recipe for pickled okra, and last night Deb and I tried it out for the first time. The reasoning was simple…we hadn’t grown any okra the last couple of years. Well, it’s coming in now, so we’ll have plenty to pickle for a little while yet.
We have one concern though, and that’s the amount of rain we had this past weekend. 8-1/2 inches we know of. Our gauge overflowed with 5 inches in it, so we have no idea of how much we actually got. Places near us had 11 inches and some even a little better than that.
So, unless we’re pretty lucky, the garden may actually drown. I was picking some okra Sunday, and at the end of the rows I could set the bucket down and…it would float. But, we’ve missed any more of the rain, although we were expected to have two more days of it, but so far, SUNSHINE…YES
If this continues, we may salvage most of it. We’re hoping this to be the case.
Getting back to the okra, honestly, most all the homemade pickled okra recipes I’ve tried, I didn’t particularly like. Don’t ask me why, but those dern store bought pickled okra have been hard to beat. I believe the brand Deb gets me is “Texas Pete.”
We’d asked about some pickled okra recipes on the site, and my Aunt Ann supplied us with one. This lady has cooked, canned, and put up most of her life, and I’m here to tell you, ole Aunt Ann can put some GOOD groceries on the table.
So, if Aunt Ann says that this recipe is in fact “a good un,” then I just believe I’ll take her word for it. Things she’s cooked in the past and said, “I don’t think that turned out just right,” I thought were great. Matter of fact, if they’d of been any better, I’m not sure I could have stood it!
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‘Ridin Out The Recession With Dub and Deb in “Miz Judi’s Kitchen’!
Note to Readers: There are a few things that Dub doesn’t know but one thing he does know is that the word ‘Riding’ (as in Riding Out the Recession) is spelled with a ‘g’ at the end. But Dub not only walks the walk, but speaks like he is: down home, true blue, and plain speakin’ country folk.
Dub and Deb are both native Floridians, live in Central Florida, and run a small business as well. They have five children, and seven grandchildren.
Both love to cook, love to laugh, grow a garden, and generally try to “aggravate” most anyone around them basically…all in good fun, of course!
