Good morning folks. How’s everybody today? We’re glad you guys stopped back by to visit this morning, and we hope everyone is doing just fine! Why don’t you all pull up a chair, prop your feet up, and just as soon as I finish “bumpin my gums” this morning we’ll probably fire off a cook stove.
We had a little warm snap, which I could probably better describe as actually, we’ve had a couple cool snaps, then it warms back up again. Whichever, but since the nights have gotten back up in the 60’s, and the days in the 80’s, the grass has started growing a little again, and the okra is really putting out once more.
We’ll have okra until the first frost, so we could still get quite a bit more off them. We planted them back in August from seed, so we were getting kinda a late start, but the production we’ve gotten off it already was more than worth the time and effort, and actually everything else we get from it we consider to be a bonus!
Deb and I picked it last Saturday and we pickled 23 pints. Then yesterday we picked again and we pickled another 29 pints. So we put up 52 pints since Saturday. I don’t know how many we’ve already put up, but it’s considerable. I know we’ve had to have given away at least another 35-45 pints away.
We love it and we don’t know many that don’t, so, it’s going to good use! Matter of fact we’ve got a buddy coming today who ate a whole jar the last time he came by. I had maybe three or four pieces, and he ate the rest.
Deb got us a jar, and we started off sharing the jar and a fork to “stick em with.” Well, once I quit, he took the jar and fork, sat it across from him, and proceeded to “knock the jar out!” The man might eat a dern pickled okra or two! I wonder why he’s stopping by today, huh? LOL!
He’s a great guy though, and Deb and I love him to death. They don’t make em much better than ole Sonnie!
Years ago when he and I met through our business, we started corresponding pretty regularly, and became fast friends. He called one day and requested I fax him over a bid. I asked his e-mail address, and he gave it to me verbally…so, I e-mailed him the bid, and took off again.
Anyway, after 2-3 hours he called once more and asked, “Dub, are you going to send me your bid…I need it pretty quick.” I told him I had sent it to him, to check his mail once more. He says no, he still hadn’t gotten it. I went back, looked, and sure enough, it had been returned…non-delivery.
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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!
