By Any Other Name

My spouse was watching a Paula Deen special on the food in Saint Lucia. I heard Deen say in the voice-over something about a slimy bean. I call out, “Okra?” “No,” replies my spouse, “Paula Deen.”

It’s probably the first in the last thousand times I’ve said “okra” that I meant the fruit and not the talk-show host.

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