Dear Nigerian Husband,
I’m sure you’ve noticed,
I hope and wish you’ve noticed that I’ve not written you for many months now.
Since The Contender and I parted ways, I thought you’d just surprise me and finally show your face.
Well, the joke was on me. You refused to show up, hence, I went researching on ways to make you show up faster.
In one letter I wrote to you previously, I told you I made Nigerian meat pies just for you! I went through the stress of learning how to make the delicious treats hoping you’ll appreciate my effort but you didn’t. I take you don’t like meat pies.
In a few other letters, I told you about how I made chin chin, how I made jollof rice and even some soup just for you. Yet, you this diva of a man, you this fine and rare pedigree of a Nigerian man has refused to show up.
I got news for you Nigerian Husband.
I’m sure you haven’t heard, but I’ve been researching things about you and from probing around, I learnt you liked puff puff, so I decided to get into the kitchen and work some magic.
I skipped gym yesterday, rushed home and decided to make you some puff puff. Trust me, I really did put a lot of love into this Nigerian snack!
I doubt you’ll bother make these yourself.( I mean, why should you even bother? I make these well enough for you and me.)
But in theevent you have time outside your very busy schedule (you’re a very hardworking man, building a future for the big family we intend to have) to make these, here’s a simple recipe you can follow. And you’re a smart man, so I won’t tell you about portions. I simply just eye-ball ingredients.
And here’s what you do:
You add all the dry ingredients, add very little water and mix them all together until you have a somewhat thick batter
Cover your mixture with foil or whatever you wish for about 45 minutes.
Afterwards, you scoop your batter with a spoon and fry in very deep hot oil.
Fry until it’s golden brown.
Yup, you guessed it, that’s all!
After I made more than 20 puff puff balls, you still didn’t show up, so I gathered the puff puff balls to a pot luck dinner at my landlord’s apartment upstairs. We cleared them all but just incase you do decide to show up, I can make puff puff for you
But while you still plan your grand arrival, I’ll be working on perfecting all the Nigerian meals I plan on constantly cooking in that big house I’ll like us to have.
Yours in marriage eventually,
Vou- The Nigerian wife.