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!I’m just me. I don’t have an Aunt Betty, so I can’t present you with her famous cranberry cobbler…neither do I have an Uncle Bert or Joe, to wow you with his beer-basted, flame grilled whole turkey, ready in just under X hours! Welcome to my world…and my thoughts for Thanksgiving.
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!
