Sleepy time and yucks

So the other night I was so excited about this meal I had concocted from "nothing" -we had a scarce amount of food in the house and I often like the challenge of creating a good meal when it's obviously time to go grocery shopping. I was in the shower thinking about all the staples I would throw together to make a delish dish; I had frozen shrimpers, Arborio rice and lima beans (a new fav) that I would make a lovely risotto with and a few potatoes plus my abundance of zucchini shredded up to make veggie fritters! Ah! Genius. Unfortunately when I reached in the freezer to get the beans, I saw that it was actually okra I had, got my green, small foods mixed up. But I thought what the heck? Even more creative right? I realized I had never actually eaten okra before, and I remember buying the bag for another recipe that I never ended up making. So my risotto is almost done, I plop the okra in and cover the pot. A few minutes later I lift the lid for a peek and see that my dinner is now a watered down, slime covered mess! Okra is so disgusting, I don't even want to elaborate any further about how gross it all looked, so as to not cause any gagging on my end or yours. James and I ate a little anyway, and I was hoping the yuckiness of it would go unnoticed by him; it did not. I hated that I had been so excited about this meal, even taking pictures in preparation to blog the recipe for you all to enjoy. Warning: DO NOT cook okra unless you are going to bread it and fry it!!



Sleepy Time :)



what in the world?!





dah!! precious!