I didn't have to try to avoid okra for the first 24 years of my life. I can't even remember hearing the word until I moved to Anne Arundel County.
My first encounter with the vegetable, which comes from the same family as the hibiscus, was in a Maryland crab soup. The curious-looking rounds didn't take anything away from the dish, but they didn't seem to add anything either. They certainly didn't pique my interest.
My next meeting with okra was in a gumbo made by a friend. This friend...
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