The Summer of 2018 can be said to be the Summer of our lives. I ate so much food and gained 10lbs; even my many trips to the beach couldn’t help my weight gain. And of all the foods we... Continue reading →
There’s no party without chicken wings and my favorite happens to be the wings gotten from the stewing hen. I shared only one recipe this summer and I wanted something with a little excitement; especially for my children who happen... Continue reading →
Baby it’s cold outside…so we are having deliciously sweet and spicy wings for the win! This recipe show me pepper eh! Who would have thought that coca cola would be great with Nigerian recipes đ The first time I made... Continue reading →
The elections are over and I have been busy eating my feelings :). I’m not your typical feminist, but I believe in a world where women will one day preside over the affairs of men(not literally men, but humans) đ Anyway, let’s... Continue reading →
Let me tell you something o. Never say never! Although I have recently seen a lot of Indian cooking using yogurt, the first time I saw a recipe with a yogurt based marinated chicken, it was on 9jafoodie’s website. I thought, “hmm wetin... Continue reading →
I promised to post this recipe, so here it is. First of all, I just want to say yay for my good friend who is in town for the moment. We all have that one friend who puts a smile on... Continue reading →
If there is anything we love, it’s shrimp and in all sizes. The first time I made shrimp in a grilled form with chili flakes and barbecue sauce, I almost lost my foodie mind; but in a good way sha. I came... Continue reading →
I’d like to say this is suya with a popping difference. I was going to share this during the past holiday season, but I was too beat down to even function. I was doing too much at once and it just... Continue reading →
 My oh my! I never understood why a fish would be called a cat; not until I saw it’s whiskers of course. Truth be told, I never really liked cat fish. One of the reasons being that it’s slimy. I cringe whenever... Continue reading →
While the men returned from the farm, you could hear the sound of the women pounding in the distance “kpom, kpom, kpom!” That was the sound of the pestle against the mortar; milling food items for a family meal. In Africa(Nigeria), there... Continue reading →