It's a Southern Thing?

I boiled some okra today.  Yeah.  Me.  High point of the day, probably, though I did make some delicious cheese bread tonight.

Dale's mother made insanely good boiled okra.  She was what my father-in-law once called "a good country cook."  I loved her stuffing, too;  if memory serves, they all called it "dressing."  Is there a difference?  Or was this one of those different words for the same thing deals?  The Deans called the midday meal "dinner" and the evening meal "supper.:"  I call them "lunch" and "dinner," respectively, and there were occasional miscommunications between Dale and me over those words.

Almost every meal at the Deans' had chicken.  I realized a few years back that I can't remember ever having chicken when I was growing up.  Mama cooked mostly beef, with some pork every now and then.  I don't recall any fish, though there very well may have been some.  I'm still not that big on chicken.  When I was pregnant with Briton, the smell of any food frying made me very sick, and there may still be some residual of that hanging about.

Anyway, I boiled a slimy vegetable today.  You?