Just as memories of blackberries and blackberry cobbler occupy prime real estate in my favorite childhood memory bank, fried okra is in the same neighborhood. Recalling my grandmother’s instructions on how to make good Southern Fried Okra paints a picture, in words and images, that I hope I never forget. There’s no need for me to do anything more than straight out explain how she taught me. And, I need to translate. Her colloquialisms and manner of speech might not be familiar or understandable unless you’re from the Deep South and you grew up with a little 5 foot nothing Southern Baptist grandmother.
Let’s get in the kitchen with Virginia Phillips and cook us some fried okra.
You need to wash and rinch that okrey mighty good.
Okra is no different from any other fruit or vegetable. It should all be washed and rinsed well before eating. She would warn me particularly about vegetable grown close to the ground, such as Southern peas or collards, that could be gritty. That’s not the case with okra. It grows high on the stalk. Nonetheless, we wash and rinse.
Cut off the stems and chip up the okrey real good with a good little keen knife. If it cuts hard with a knife, it’ll sho’ nuff chew hard in your mouth. Throw all the woody ones away and don’t pay them no mind. Once they get hard, they ain’t nothing you can do about it.”
After the okra has been properly washed, cut off the top and slice the rest of the okra pod up in uniform pieces. Okra grows very fast and can go from perfect for harvest to hard as a piece of wood in one day. Because they grow so fast and get hard quickly, it’s not uncommon to come across a pod, now and again, that is wood-like. Throw those away because you could chew for the rest of your life and never soften it up. No amount of cooking can help it once it gets to that point.
Put all your chipped up okrey in the biggest bowl ya got in the house. Pour just enough good buttermilk over the okrey to soak it but don’t drowned it.
Most of us keep our bowls in the kitchen, not scattered throughout the house. So did my grandmother, however, she frequently used the term house to mean kitchen. It was as if cooking was carried on throughout the entire house. That wasn’t the case. Now, if you happen to keep your biggest bowl somewhere other than the kitchen, now’s the time to retrieve it. Actually, I don’t use a bowl for breading okra. I use a plastic disposable storage bag and that’s what I would recommend you use. Pour just enough buttermilk over the okra to coat it but it shouldn’t be swimming in buttermilk. In addition to adding some flavor, the buttermilk provides a nice surface to which the cornmeal will cling.
Get you about half as much good cornmeal as you have okrey. Put a right smart bit of salt in the cornmeal but don’t get it too salty. Eating too much salt will dry up your blood.
If salt dried up your blood, my husband wouldn’t have a drop of wet blood left in his body. I think we can safely confirm that salt won’t dry up your blood. It can raise your blood pressure and cause some other issues, but I do believe your blood will stay wet. My grandmother was never specific about proportions or amount of each ingredient in the food she cooked. Terms like “right smart amount”, “just a tad”, “a heaping amount” were standard for her. Telling me to use half a much cornmeal as okrey was more specific than usual for her. I’ve worked out proportions which I will share in the recipe.
Put your salt over in your cornmeal and then work it in with the okrey.
Add salted cornmeal to the bag of sliced okra. Secure the bag and shake it well until all the pieces are well coated.
You need a right smart bit of good, hot grease. The okrey needs to be leveled out in the grease.
My cooking vessel of choice is a 12 inch cast iron skillet. Cooking oil needs to be at least two inches deep. The breaded okra needs to be completely covered with the oil and should only be one layer deep. Heat the oil to medium high before adding the okra.
Once you put your okrey in the pan, you’ve got to be particular ’cause it will burn up directly.
Okra cooks fast. You need to watch it carefully.
Drop it down in that good hot grease and go to stirrin’.
Stir the okra continuously in the hot oil. That will ensure that it browns uniformly and will keep the pieces from clumping together.
As soon as it looks right, dreen it on some good paper toweling. If you’re slap out of paper toweling, dreen it on a brown paper sack.
The okra will cook to a nice golden brown in about 4 minutes. Remove with a slotted spoon and drain on paper towel. Sprinkle with additional salt if necessary.
Now, you’re ready to eatcha a bait o’ okrey!
The best I can tell, using bait in this context is derived from middle English and means a full meal. Granny used the term “bait” a lot in reference to amounts of food. I’ve eaten several baits and messes of fried okra in my lifetime with many more to come. I think there will be an all-you-can-eat fried okra buffet in Heaven. Granny will have the grease good and hot when I get there.
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Fried Okra
One of my favorite foods on the planet, I think I could eat fried okra everyday and never tire of it. Making great, authentic fried okra is simple if you pay attention to a few tips. Buttermilk helps the cornmeal adhere to the okra pieces. Continuous stirring of the okra in hot grease ensures equal browning as well preventing the slices from clumping together. Be sure to drain the okra well after removing it from the grease. The proportions in this recipe makes a large quantity. I just happened to have 4 cups of sliced okra. You can either make up a large batch and cook it all at once, or take out what you need for one meal and keep the breaded uncooked okra in the your refrigerator and cook it in the next day or two.
4 cups sliced okra
1 cup buttermilk
2 cups ground cornmeal
1 teaspoon kosher salt
cooking oil
Mix cornmeal and salt. Set aside.
Placed okra in a large bowl. Pour in buttermilk and mix until all okra pieces are coated.
Place about 1/3 of the okra and buttermilk mixture in a gallon size plastic storage bag. Add in some of the cornmeal and keep shaking and adding cornmeal until it’s coated.
Dropped the cornmeal coated okra into a large skillet containing hot cooking oil that is at least 2 inches deep. Stir continuously. Cook until golden brown and remove with a slotted spoon. Put okra on several thicknesses of paper towel so it will drain well.
Keep repeating the steps until and cook in batches.
Sprinkle with salt while the okra is still warm.
Serve immediately.
Be sure to scoop all the little cornmeal crunchies from the pan as you are removing the okra. Don’t throw that away! It’s just as good as the okra.
Southern Fried Okra
Ingredients
- 4 cups sliced okra
- 1 cup buttermilk
- 2 cups ground cornmeal
- 1 teaspoon kosher salt
- cooking oil
Instructions
- Mix cornmeal and salt. Set aside.
- Placed okra in a large bowl. Pour in buttermilk and mix until all okra pieces are coated.
- Place about 1/3 of the okra and buttermilk mixture in a gallon size plastic storage bag. Add in some of the cornmeal and keep shaking and adding cornmeal until it’s coated.
- Dropped the cornmeal coated okra into a large skillet containing hot cooking oil that is at least 2 inches deep. Stir continuously. Cook until golden brown and remove with a slotted spoon. Put okra on several thicknesses of paper towel so it will drain well.
- Keep repeating the steps until and cook in batches.
- Sprinkle with salt while the okra is still warm.
- Serve immediately.
- Be sure to scoop all the little cornmeal crunchies from the pan as you are removing the okra. Don’t throw that away! It’s just as good as the okra.
Jean says
Jackie if you have a big old bowl of fried okra and a blackberry cobbler I would be forced to drive all the way to your house. There is nothing much better than those two things except maybe a few purple hull peas thrown in for good measure. If you fry a cup full or a bucket full I could eat it all!
Jackie Garvin says
I’m with you, Jean! Those of two of my all time favorites. Love, love, love them. 🙂
Jean says
PS I sent you a E birthday card. You need to open it!
Jackie Garvin says
Jean,
Oh, no! I missed it. Maybe it went to my spam folder. I’m going now to check. 🙂
Danny says
Sweet grits a’mighty….I do love me some fried okrey….Granny Virginia cooked up a many a bushel of these fine nuggets….didn’t like harvesting the stuff but shore did love to eat’um!!
Thanks for sharing!!!
Jackie Garvin says
Thanks, Danny! I do believe that I have perfected my fried okra making to the point that it’s now Granny Phillips quality. 🙂
Danny Taylor says
Hahaha…thats some high cotton quality you talk’n bout there now young lady….but I know you got the genes to do it!!
You know I was checking out at our local Organic/natural food store here the other day and at the end of the checkout counter was a display of “Okra Chips”….I tried one out of a trial package and bought a bag…there were surprisingly good. Never heard of such but when I went back the next trip there had sold out….didn’t know when they would be getting anymore back in….never know what you going to run into these days!!
Jackie Garvin says
Danny,
I’ve never seen or heard of okra chips. Interesting.
If you’ve never tried roasted okra, you should. We love it. I have the recipe on my site.
Danny says
Will have to try the roasting…if I can find some good okrey!! Thanks!
Vicki says
My mama called it “okrey” too, LOL. I used to get her to say “okra”, but it didn’t work. She made the BEST fried okrey I’ve ever had. I miss her cooking.
Jackie Garvin says
Vicki,
I’m not sure how the work okra morphed into okrey, but it certainly did. Bless your sweet Mama. 🙂
Sue, a Florida Farm Girl says
Okay, where’s the butter beans to go with it?? And the fried chicken and cornbread? And a sliced tomato???? Huh? Lordy, you make me hungry and I haven’t had decent fried okra in years.
Jackie Garvin says
Sue,
Cook up a bait of fried okra, butter beans, fried chicken and cornbread and satisfy your craving! 🙂 Don’t go hungry, Shug!
Grace White says
I love, love, love your story. It’s so very special. Hang on to these memoris and “pass them on” with a heapin spoonful!
Jackie Garvin says
Thanks, Grace!
Maureen | Orgasmic Chef says
OMG half way through this post and I was back in Tennessee!! frahd okry was often on everyone’s table.
Jackie Garvin says
Maureen,
Fried okrey graces many tables throughout the South. It’s definitely a super star! 🙂
Linda Tanner says
Thankfully, I did have a 5′ nothing Southern Baptist granny. Therefore, after reading this recipe, I was instantly transported back to my childhood on a farm in South GA where all the older folks spoke exactly like your Granny, where we grew our vegetables and meat and all the ladies were mighty fine cooks. I was one lucky child! My family used “bait” in the manner you wrote regarding food. In addition, my family still uses the term when we have reached a point of intolerance. As in: “I have just about had me a bait of this mess.” My very liberal, Bennington educated, New York City living nephew would often say, “I have had the proverbial bait of this.” I think it was his only concession to his Southern upbringing.
Jackie Garvin says
Linda,
We are truly blessed to have the influence of all those wonderful, honest, down to earth, hard working
people in our lives. I love being a Southerner and try real hard to document the Southern lifestyle and vernacular…..before I forget it. Maybe your nephew will come around sooner or later. 🙂
Adam J. Holland says
What a wonderful way to recall an old-school technique. My maw-maw fried ‘okree’ in much the same way. And it was always cooked in an old cast iron skillet with some bacon fat. Mmmm…
Jackie Garvin says
Adam,
The more I cook, the more I come to appreciate old school cooking techniques. They are simply the best. ;).
Carol Tyler says
Sounded just like my mawmaw talking! Just like her, I still call it “okrey”, okra just sounds too pretentious!!
Jackie Garvin says
Carol,
You don’t hear that type of speech too much anymore. When I find someone that still talks that way, I try to get them to adopt me. 🙂
Johnney says
Try cutting up a green tomato with your okra-adds another level of flavor.
Jackie Garvin says
Johnney,
What a great idea! I will have to give that a go. Thanks for the suggestion! 🙂
Lisa Peacock Jones says
Jackie, reading your post takes me back a few years to visiting Granny & Grandaddy Phillips in Geneva, AL with Kathy & Sheila. We always found plenty of delicious food in their kitchen. I can hear her sweet voice in the words you wrote and it makes me smile. They always welcomed me in their home with lots of love and hugs. Nothing like some good ole fried okrey– had some last Sunday night!!!!
Jackie Garvin says
Lisa,
Thank you so much for your sweet comments. I hope I can always hear Granny and Granddaddy’s voices in my head. 🙂
Sylvia Sellers says
I have loved this section on ‘good ‘ole southern fried Okrey’, I, too, had the pleasure of growing up enjoying a bait of it. My favorite thing was to get home from school and go
into my grandmother’s cupboard and find fried okrey and homemade biscuits. I filled
a biscuit full of okrey and chowed down. Now, that was some fine eatin’ to this ‘ole girl.
Incidently, I know where Geneva, Alabama is, I grew up near Opp, Alabama which is very
near there. I miss those days very much. Those southern cooks were the best.
Does anyone have any takes on some boiled peanuts?
Jackie Garvin says
Sylvia,
My grandparents had a safe , too! You could usually find some leftover meats from breakfast, biscuits and sometimes cornbread. Something about that safe made food taste especially good!
Eva says
My Great Aunt Lizzie and Uncle Velt Thompson had a farm in Opp Alabama. I remember visiting them when I was fairly young…10-12 years old probably so 1976-78. They were or seemed really old then. I remember picking green beans and shelling them on the porch for dinner. My mom, they’re niece recently passed. I wonder if you ever heard of them?
Jackie Garvin says
Eva,
I’m sorry but I’ve never heard of your relatives. Condolences on the loss of your mom.
Jan Nethery says
I grew up in California, but was born in Texas, so we often made trips back to see the kinfolks. Fried okrey was always something we looked forward to when we got to Grandma’s house. I was probably a teenager before I realized it was actually “okra”. I still have a hard time not saying “okrey”!! Thanks so much for bringing back some wonderful memories….now I’m gonna go fry me up a mess of okrey that i just picked from my garden today!
Jackie Garvin says
Jan,
I wish I could share a plate of fresh picked okrey with you! I haven’t grown it in several years. Thanks for stopping by!
Marilyn CLayton Burdette says
Jackie, My mom always did her okra with little cornmeal and very little oil, almost like sautéed. But it always for me turned out gummy. I have a bad habit of needing to stir and my mom’s was delicious. But I could not duplicate it. So I tried your recipe and LOVED it!! It was like eating popcorn and so tasty. Thanks for sharing and teaching me a new way to make Fried Okra.
Jackie Garvin says
Marilyn,
I’m so glad this recipe worked out for you! It should satisfy your need to stir and your hunger for fried okra. 🙂
Jacki Henry says
Oh how I miss okra. Just reading this made me homesick. Those hard okras can be seed-shelled for planting next year. I love okra but I never liked cutting it. Even with gloves on, it made my hands itch and hurt. But well worth the pain. Thanks for sharing your wonderful memory with us.
Jackie Garvin says
Thanks for stopping by, Jacki!
Kandie says
Oh my, hearing “salt will dry up your blood” took me right back to my childhood!
Jackie Garvin says
Kandie,
I really think my Granny believed it!
heyjude195430 says
Hey Jackie,
My Mother spoke the same way. She said “bait” a lot in reference to food. I enjoyed reading your post. Made me think about my Mama. We used to have fried okra, a pot of peas and butterbeans, stewed squash, and plate of sliced tomatoes, cucumbers and cowhorn pepper or banana pepper for dinner most summer nights. Along with a pan of cornbread. So good.
Jackie Garvin says
Jude,
That’s a mighty good supper. We have about the same thing frequently during the summer.
Genni says
The only difference that I bring from my 5 foot grandma, whom I adored and miss, is that she ‘warshed it or rinched it, and usually it was warshed. Then it was dried and soaked in buttermilk and cornmeal with added salt. We were from Texas. Loved your version. Brought me back in time. Thank you.
Jackie Garvin says
Hi Genni! Thanks for stopping by and sharing your memories.
Julia Scott says
Your family and mine must be kinfolks. My grandmother and even my mom used the same terms. Once I used the work okrey in school and one of the girls called everyone’s attention to it and make fun of me. I’ll never forget that. In my opinion, she was the one missing out.
I live in Athens, Alabama and love your posts.
Jackie Garvin says
Julia,
There was a time in my life that I was ashamed of that kind of talk. Fortunately, that phase didn’t last very long. Now, I could sit for hours and listen to someone talk with that dialect and diction. It means home to me. Always glad to hear from a fellow Alabamian. 🙂
Sandra Bee says
This is one recipe I don’t have to pin. I’ve been cooking this for many, many years. I loved your post and your grandmother’s instructions. I laughed, and cried, for it brought back so many sweet memories of the women in my Alabama family. Yes we talked like that and I have never been ashamed. Thanks for this beautiful post.
Jackie Garvin says
Sandra,
Thank you so much for reading the post. Memories of my grandparents, and their voices, are precious and comforting to me. When I find someone who speaks the same dialect as them, I just want to sit and talk for hours with them.