We love each other…..very much I dare say. We’ve always been there for each other too, more or less. In all this time, we’ve come to a joint conclusion, one that we reached at a Chinese restaurant many months ago. If ever there was a thing to destroy this friendship, …
My personal challenge this year, is to recreate foods of my country, Nigeria. As I’m learning, this is a whole sea of opportunity. So when I saw Kerstin of Cake, Batter & Bowl’s dessert gnocchi with chocolate centres,…I was seriously impressed!
(Updated 10th September 2011) You go as a prisoners Enslaved by bonds of chain But still….in your thoughts You’re free
This week on Culinary Tour 2010, hosted by Joan of Foodalogue.com, we’re in Argentina, the second largest country in South America.
As soon as she opened the jar to show me what they looked like, I found myself breathing in the fragrance of my Nigerian childhood (while standing in a Parisian shop on a cold February day): hot, sweaty, scented days; all the intensity of my youth, captured in a few black Tonka beans.
In Nigeria, we call it Dodo. No, silly….. not the bird, I’m talking about fried plantains and please don’t ask me why we call them that, ’cause I don’t know the history!
Surely, any drink that has a double-barelled reference to men in one word is worth a closer look. Enter Chapman. def. Chapman – an archaic term for an itinerant peddler