Lines |shared via CC license by laprimadonna on Flickr – Photo Sharing! 1. Okra When I think of how life used to be, the okra summer comes to mind. There was a big crop the year I turned three and a bumper crop of new rules to learn, as there is with every year of growing. Even though I know nothing that shade of green can taste remotely pleasant, I was not allowed to say so.  Even though I didn’t eat hairy food or green food or slimy food, and even though okra fit all three of those categories, I had to eat it or no one could have ice…