It deserves ALL the accolades. It includes my thoughts and voxpop, real views from real people on the Nigerian street. For bringing us to the table and kitchen, giving West African countries something to fight about 🙂 and something to unite over cc: #Jollofgate What do you think?
Jollof Wars. A compound phrase made up of two words: Jollof of a red, spiced rice dish loved in every city and town ‘South of the Sahara’ and along the coast of West Africa. Synonyms: Djolof, Benachim (Gambia); Thiéboudienne (Senegal) Wars a state of competition or hostility between different people or groups. “she was at war with her parents” Characteristics The […]
…still searching. And still, when in doubt, observe. When you don’t know the what or why or how, focus on what you can see, hear, smell, touch, feel, taste, focus on observing. I know one name of this peppersoup spice, from the market – it is umilo/ emilo/ omilo/ amilo in Itsekiri. Google searches have […]
I am an explorer. The thrill of discovery is blood to my bones such that rifling – if you can call electonically paging through pdfs that – through documents about the organoplectic nature of xyz are adventure hunts for me. One of the things that I’m really concerned about, giving voice to is the names. […]
Brought to you by your faves: Kitchen Butterfly & Eat.Drink.Lagos, because Jollof is life. If you beg to differ, show me where the fried or coconut rice celebration is at? I dare you. This year, we’re celebrating Jollof rice and ALL the things that it allows in the supporting cast. Because though J rice is […]
New yam, new yam. By the end of June, I’m clamouring for the ground to give up its harvest of fresh yams – moist, white-fleshed, even if tasteless not as tasty as old yam, because by this time, old yam is both dry and spongy, and frankly hit and miss to select. When new yam […]
I grew up eating ube with corn in the rainy season, young enough to enjoy the thick, soft flesh gliding off the seed and young enough to enjoy it just so. With age and knowledge has come the following realisations – one, that it is similar to avocado in many ways…and thus, can be treated […]
aka Agbado yinyan. It is the season for tasty oranges, cucumbers, pineapples and pyramids of Ube, purple African pears that must be roasted on hot coals or soaked in freshly boiled water to eat. When cooked, they taste like avocado, cut through with green olives and a touch of cream. It is our rainy season […]
I didn’t like garri growing up and even now – as I type this -, I still don’t like it much. I have, however had moments of joy with it in my short life. See, my dad was an avid soaker of garri, soaking some everyday in between meals and especially on Saturdays. Right before […]
