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!
