Startling only in its unstartlingness (there should be a word for this...)

[desperance]

He excels himself.

He has stolen and eaten an olive. A green olive, stuffed with Stilton.

That is all. Not all the olives, blessedly; but all the olives he's getting. Ever.

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[desperance.livejournal.com]

Hee. Okra. I have not thought of okra; I don't think I have cooked okra since Mac moved in. It's an occasional treat, in this house.

I guess perhaps I should rustle up an occasion, just to see... (I generally curry it one way or another, and he does like curry. And greenstuff generally. How he reacts to internal slime - for want of a better word - will be fascinating...)

And you're quite right, of course. I shoulda known. Never mind the olive, when there's stilton in the case...

[fidelioscabinet.livejournal.com]

Of course, the cornmeal batter on fried okra eliminates a great deal of the slime factor.

[desperance.livejournal.com]

Ah, right: that kind of fried. Deep-fried, or shallow-?

[fidelioscabinet.livejournal.com]

These were resturant leftovers, so they were deep-fried, but it can be done either way. Although, to be honest, the size of the average okra slice means that even fairly shallow oil depths could be considered deep fat.