At dinner tonight, my husband and I are having a fairly serious conversation about plans, the future, and wisdom. He’s in the middle of a sentence and suddenly he exclaims, “It’s a duck!” Now, this would not be odd if we were by a river or a lake or even in a park, but we are in our living room, in seminary housing, in the middle of a city. Naturally, I am a bit confused by this sudden break in thought. This is what he showed me:
Yes, indeed, my husband displayed a piece of fried okra! But, it does have a surprising resemblence to a duck.