They were similar to bread and butter, but the texture of them was different and they were such a dark color. I have no idea what she put in there, I'll have to ask my mom if she ever helped her can any.
I love pickled okra, yum! I haven't had any in ages so I'll have to get some after my food shopping restriction is lifted.
Byron,GA> Charleston, SC> Jacksonville, FL> Guilford, CT> Rohnert Park, CA! A southern drawl in sunny Cali! .
The amount of time from slipping on the peel and landing on the pavement is exactly one bananosecond.
I do have a secret yen for pink in unexpected places.
I've decided that I'll never get down to my original weight, and I'm OK with that--After all, 8 pounds 2 oz. is just not realistic.