I’m thankful for autumn and fall. For churros. For pumpkin puree. For pumpkin churros. For sugar, and chocolate and spice. For taste notes called toffee and caramel. For New England autumns, for deep-fried. Dough.
I’m thankful for new beginnings, for children that love freely, for hope, for joy. For life. And the occasional wave of pain.
Churro rings...or donuts
I’m thankful for homecomings, imperfect as they sometimes are.
Passionate, creative home-cook & amateur food photographer sharing life stories to encourage and inspire men & women the world over.
Currently on a mission to create awareness about Nigerian cuisine - its flavours, history, culture and similarities with other world cuisines!Checking in…..what can I say. Sorry? Pray for me? I’m slugging away…..
Have you moved before?
358 brown boxes have…..turned to dust. Mostly. There’s stuff everywhere. Terrifying it is. Read more…
Passionate, creative home-cook & amateur food photographer sharing life stories to encourage and inspire men & women the world over.
Currently on a mission to create awareness about Nigerian cuisine - its flavours, history, culture and similarities with other world cuisines!This thing called ‘nostalgia’. Who are you? You blow hot and cold at the same time – a child of different mothers, loved and hated both the same. In one hand you hold the polaroids of old, yellowed and dog-eared with age…full of smiles of carefree youthfulness and abandon; yet in the other sits the present and the future, full of promise yet mingled with uncertainty, a road yet untravelled.
Today I find myself….and I’m on a scale, tipping left and right when all I want to do is stay centered, around a fulcrum of certainty. All I need today is to create my future with a patchwork of squares and scenes from the past. Is to reread the stories and novels that made my childhood heart sing, to lick sweetened fruit powders off my palms and to explore the world with eyes of wonder and skinny legs that could run.
My daughter, I figure I was just beginning to lose teeth in the 80s
Passionate, creative home-cook & amateur food photographer sharing life stories to encourage and inspire men & women the world over.
Currently on a mission to create awareness about Nigerian cuisine - its flavours, history, culture and similarities with other world cuisines!The Hague, July 2011
Imagine this: Its Monday morning in the official headquarters and I’m in the ‘war room’, surrounded by uber-tech computer screens, sitting around a large wood-panelled table. My entire body finds solace in a soft, black leather swivel chair and I sink in, armed for another work week. Chit and chatter fill the air, colleagues at a meeting - planning, sharing and strategizing.
Passionate, creative home-cook & amateur food photographer sharing life stories to encourage and inspire men & women the world over.
Currently on a mission to create awareness about Nigerian cuisine - its flavours, history, culture and similarities with other world cuisines!I am writing this on my 2011 MacBook Pro. Last night one of my heros died – Steve Jobs.
My husband says ‘I’ll never go back to Windows’, after a few weeks of flirting with my our Apple laptop.
In 2006, I had a sleek black iPod which we loved. I still have it, dead as it is.
But it was in 2009 that I first ‘met’ or even cared that there was someone called ‘Steve Jobs’.
Passionate, creative home-cook & amateur food photographer sharing life stories to encourage and inspire men & women the world over.
Currently on a mission to create awareness about Nigerian cuisine - its flavours, history, culture and similarities with other world cuisines!What joy it is to hold my camera again
Passionate, creative home-cook & amateur food photographer sharing life stories to encourage and inspire men & women the world over.
Currently on a mission to create awareness about Nigerian cuisine - its flavours, history, culture and similarities with other world cuisines!Nigeria is independent, her independence already 51 years long.
And still….a distance to go
Green and White Pattern on 'Wax' Print Dress
I’d love to share two poems: one written by me and the other, shared with my daughter’s class (full credits to come)
Passionate, creative home-cook & amateur food photographer sharing life stories to encourage and inspire men & women the world over.
Currently on a mission to create awareness about Nigerian cuisine - its flavours, history, culture and similarities with other world cuisines!The first ’7 links’ I read was Lyndsey’s of The Tiny Skillet a few weeks ago and I loved it. It made so much sense to trawl through the blog archives and select 7 posts for 7 different reasons. And so when Steve, the ‘Oui Chef’ tagged me I was thrilled – finally it gave me a chance to share ‘my post’ which didn’t get the attention it deserved…but you’ll have to wait for it.
According to Tripbase who’ve kicked this off,
The goal is
To unite bloggers (from all sectors) in a joint endeavor to share lessons learned and create a bank of long but not forgotten blog posts that deserve to see the light of day again.
The rules
1) Blogger is nominated to take part
2) Blogger publishes his/her 7 links on his/her blog – 1 link for each category.
Here it goes…..
Passionate, creative home-cook & amateur food photographer sharing life stories to encourage and inspire men & women the world over.
Currently on a mission to create awareness about Nigerian cuisine - its flavours, history, culture and similarities with other world cuisines!We fell into bed just after 8pm in Bedroom 2 of our transit house, exhausted by the day’s events. While the day was not dotted with drama, it had been a long one for us all – the first day of school for the three children, and the first time in all the schooling years that I wouldn’t be the one to see them off on Day one, some with streams of tears, holding on to Mama’s skirt and saying ‘I want to go home with you Mama’. Papa instead had the sole honours.
Passionate, creative home-cook & amateur food photographer sharing life stories to encourage and inspire men & women the world over.
Currently on a mission to create awareness about Nigerian cuisine - its flavours, history, culture and similarities with other world cuisines!One man’s goodbye is another one’s hello. This month, my favorite things span two continents, thousands of miles apart, but places I’ve called home, back to back. I pay tribute… to the discoveries I made in the last hours of our stay in the Netherlands and share some of the things I love about Nigeria.
The thought of a favorite street in the world had never really crossed my mind till I happened upon the quaint, gorgeousness that is the Bankastraat, in the heart of The Hague. Of course I’ve admired Paris’s Champs Elysee numerous times, enamored by the street cafes, its chairs peppered with tourists staring out on the world. I was enamored with Barcelona’s avinguda Diagonal, glistening with glass windows and lined with trees. But when I first walked down the Bankastraat, minutes from my office ( a street whose existence I was completely oblivious to) and led by M of My Kitchen Diaries, I fell in love.
Passionate, creative home-cook & amateur food photographer sharing life stories to encourage and inspire men & women the world over.
Currently on a mission to create awareness about Nigerian cuisine - its flavours, history, culture and similarities with other world cuisines!
