‘Nigerian Seasonal Produce’ is a monthly column published towards the end of each month to celebrate Nigerian fruits & vegetables and personal stories. In this column, a writer explores a specific seasonal fruit, vegetable or leafy green assigned by the editors of Kitchen Butterfly and based on the updated Nigerian Seasonal Produce Calendar. For this...
I have a love hate relationship with French Toast – it allows itself get so easily sidetracked, so ‘meh’ and so often that it takes a twist to get me hankering after it. And I’m not the only one. In Epicurious’s ‘Cook Like a Diner‘ series, David Tamarkin writes ‘The French Toast Notebooks’ and his ...
Here’s Part 2 of Tipu’s nostalgic journey back to the days of Ebelebo. —–00000—– I come from a very sheltered home. My parents never let me take lunch money to school. Instead they gave me lovingly packed snacks of meat pies, cakes and my favorite mango juice for school. Somehow I got wind of this “TEMITOPE...
This post is written by Tipu, my childhood friend. We’re still good friends, from when we were both ‘this high’ and mischievous to boot. She’s the friend who taught me to make fondant. And with whom I foraged fruit. Ebelebo. Here’s Part 1 of 2 posts from her. Thank you dear. —–00000—– Huge trees to my...
I can’t call it summer here, for it is always warm in Nigeria and mostly sunny. What I can say is the rains are here. In full force and my frustrations rise to a head about this time. Every year. Apparently, I do not learn. If I did things would be different. For I know...
This thing called ‘nostalgia’. Who are you? You blow hot and cold at the same time – one child, different mothers, loved and hated the same. In one hand you hold the Polaroids of old, yellowed and dog-eared with age…full of smiles, carefree youthfulness and abandon; yet in the other sits the present and the...
‘Guilty as charged, Your Honour.’ ‘What is the charge, accused?’ ‘Well, Your Honour, it was 4 weeks ago when I promised the defendants some recipes from a now-distant trip to Barbados’. ‘And why have you kept them waiting so long?’ ‘Well, Your Honour, since then 1) The pain in my right, writing hand has come...