The other day I sent out an email with questions for my roommate, and about 5 minutes later I got a message back from Julie saying "you have a roommate?". I guess I've kind of been lax in getting out the news. You know I've kind of been stressed a bit lately and traveling.
So yes, for the first time in 3 years, I have a roommate. Just took in a friend for a spell. I have to say she is very clean and she cooks. Its actually interesting. I will come home and the house will smell like food. Its a really good smell. And I will open the fridge and there is the food. Usually all my fridge has in it is cheese and moldy veggies I keep saying I'm going to eat. Now, there is left overs.
And she doesn't cook just normal stuff. She cooks interesting stuff. I ate okra yesterday. I haven't eaten okra in years. Ok, that is kind of a lie. I've eaten fried okra, but I have a feeling that when they deep fry it, it losses some of its nutritional value. So, even though its greenish, its still a french fry. But yesterday, I ate it non-fried, and it was good.
Maybe the two of us will learn something from each other. I thinking already I've learnt my first lesson. Just because its a vegeatable does not mean you will gag when you eat it.
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Baby. If you haven't eaten purple hull peas cooked with okra (whole) and served with diced onions on top and cornbread on the side, you're going to the wrong restaurants. ;)
Clay, could you be Southern by any chance??
Well, I haven't exactly been good at keeping up with people lately either, so I'm sure I'm mostly to blame for my cluelessness!
But yay for okra. I love okra. Now I want some.
I think Clay, who is Southern, needs to make okra for EVERYONE!!
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