This post is inspired by Celia (of Fig Jam and Lime Cordial) who does a monthly feature called ‘In My Kitchen’. Join the fun! Click on the link to visit Celia’s blog: Fig Jam and Lime Cordial ——♥♥♥—— Proudly ‘Made in Nigeria’. Like my 5-year old son who was ‘Made in Nigeria, Born in Holland’!...
I could extol the virtues of this loaves If I thought they needed my help I would sing high praises From the top of a mountain And do a one-legged jig But they need no assistance Call it a version Of the Cinnamon roll The Sticky Bun Chocolate Orange whirls All deconstructed No knives...
A lemon-caster sugar topped galette de Pérouges Some call in armchair travel. I, on the other hand, think ‘travelling by plate’ or ‘belly travel’ is far more endearing, more involved, more inclusive and accessible, more embracing…of history, culture, cuisine, people. Through cookbooks, dining in cultural spaces, Food TV channels, street conversations, and more. This time my...
I love heroes and heroines, but I treasure mentors, coaches who unlock various doors on my personal journey of discovery and awareness, who, borne out of a deep passion to ‘make a difference’ go way beyond the call of duty, and sometimes reason. These men and women are unique. They are the ones who answer...
How do you demonstrate a love for pork? Well, you dedicate a portion of your deep freezer to bacon and pork butts, if you are a home cook. And should you be a chef, a devotee to porcine land, you open a restaurant like David Chang or head a cabane à sucre like Montreal chef,...
We finally leave 5th avenue, and Eataly and walk east to Lexington avenue. Once Niv and I arrive, I walk around in stunned silence. I don’t know the definition of superstore, nor can I be bothered to look it up. But assuming words were open to interpretation, and I say they are…. I would call...
I make no bones about my love and admiration for Food52.com. Not only does it function as a wonderful community with great recipes, but the people behind the recipes are totally real people, not virtual/scary strangers! Once I made up my mind to spend some time in New York, I ‘dialled’ the hotline, Food52’s Q&A...
The orange lights on the ground twinkle like sparkling jewels as we make our descent, welcoming me to New York. My ears fill up, the pressure difference makes them stuffed while the road down below winds in long stretches with mobile jewels, the cars beneath forming a long, long necklace, it’s almost like a Broadway...
City of 850 people, or would that be town? It’s been wonderful to get to know you. To see your love for watermelons, even though I didn’t get to try any.