Tag Archive | cooking

Merry Christmas.

Christmas is my favorite time of the year. I love the decor, the food, the merrymaking but most importantly, the reason for the season, the birth of Christ.

But there was a time I hated Christmas. I’ll tell you all about it in my next post. But here, gush over my Christmas tree. (If you’re on my Twitter – @voureal9jakid – or on my WhatsApp, then you’d have been fed up seeing this tree. But hey!)

My Village People Almost Got Me.

Dear Nigerian Husband,

I’ve got good news and bad news. Which do you want first?

Let’s start with the bad news.

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See, my Nigerian Husband is a lucky man! See this beauty he gets to call his wife! To God be the glory.

So remember sometime at the beginning of 2019 when I attempted to make Masa. What a disaster that was. I almost put my good

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Award-winning Ogbono Soup.

This soup won awards, I’m in my house, come and beat me.

Dear Nigerian Husband,

I’m beginning to feel sorry for you.

See while you’re still stacking and working hard to come pay bride price, it appears the stakes may be getting higher; you may need to work a tad bit harder. I’m this close to being worried that by the time you bring your people to meet my people, you may not be able to afford my bride price.
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Smoothie Spree.

Boys and girls,
I’m still on the smoothie craze!

Forgive me,  soon I’ll be back to writing the Nigerian Husband!
Want to try this out? Here’s what you’ll need:

One large carrot (Grated)
Two bananas (Frozen or not, doesn’t matter)
Three pilled oranges
Two table spoons of lemon juice
1/4 cup of orange juice

Pour orange juice and all liquids into the blender first just to allow the blades of the blender to rotate properly. Follow up with all other ingredients and BINGO, you have you a nice carrot smoothie.

Enjoy
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Who Even Needs a Man? 

Dear Nigerian Husband,

I’m just about to round off on my letters to you. You’ve been nothing but disrespectful and callous by deciding not to show up.

What you did last night possibly is the proverbial straw that breaks the Carmel’s back.

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Nigerian Puff Puff for the Nigerian Husband.

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.

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Emma, Learn to Cook! 

Next time never ever dare me or tease me with Nigerian food(s) I don’t have at my disposal!

Here’s the story.
Over the weekend, my good friend Emma thought it wise to tease me with photos of cake he baked. He was huffing and puffing about that cake and how his neighbors were all lined up at his door waiting for the cake.

Emma was basically trying to belittle me and my cooking skills.
Well, you my friend just got served!
Here’s a picture of my dinner last night.
It’s chicken-mushrooms in a white wine sauce.
Now beat that!
I decided to treat myself to nice dinner last night and at the same time cook something I could throw back in your face!

Keep Calm and Eat Nigerian Meat Pies.

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Dear Nigerian Husband,
I trust all is well with you.

It’s 2015, and I plan on spending more time in the kitchen perfecting all the treats I hope you will some day enjoy.
I’ve always loved cooking but in the past year, I don’t think I cooked as much I would have liked. Usually, I cook when I’m in a good mood, it goes without saying that last year may not have been a great one in that regard.

Since the second week of December though, I’ve been cooking a lot more. I even made baked turkey for the first time. (There really is hope for the undomesticated young women out there after all. lol)

In my quest to try more meals and snacks, I made Nigerian meat pie for the first time a few weeks ago.

Last year (2013) by this time, I couldn’t even make chin chin, but look at me now, I’m making meat pies…

Dear Nigerian Husband, i reserved a couple of the lovely pies for you but you didn’t show up, so I gave all of them away. Don’t worry though, I made some more today. You can still have some. (Who am I kidding, you have a reputation of not showing up, so I’ll just give these away too.)

In case you’re trying to make some yourself, here’s a guide to make it. Keep in mind i’ve never really written a recipe for anyone to follow. Just use your common sense.

Here are the ingredients you’ll need –

Flour, butter, egg, baking powder, minced meat, onions, garlic, chopped carrots and peas, stock cubes ( As a Nigerian it’s a no-brainer that your choice will be Maggi or Knorr Cubes), Some curry and dried thyme leaves and potatoes.

First off, dice the potatoes, heat some oil in a pan or pot or whatever you feel like using really. Add some chopped onions and garlic if you like, fry slightly, then add your minced meat and then add your curry, thyme leaves and stock cubes. I don’t think I should tell you how long you should let the meat cook. You should know when the meat it ready. FInally add the potatoes, carrots and peas.

Let that cool for a bit.

Time to make your dough.

I just eye ball the ingredients for the dough. I’m pro enough to give you measurements and all that.

Pour you flour in a bowl, add baking powder and mix. Add your butter, and mix it in until the flour looks like bread crumbs then add one to two whisked eggs. Again mix until everything blends together, then add some water and knead until the dough becomes somewhat elastic.

(To be honest, writing down this recipe is exhausting. I think I’ll just stick to showing you pictures of what I make and when you finally show up, I’ll make them for you.)

It’s common sense that after your dough is ready, you roll some, cut out some circles, roll again with a rolling pin of course, then finally add some of that nice minced meat, close it in and then bake for as long as you want to.

I feel so out of my skin with this recipe. I’m done…lol wheeeew, I’d rather just cook and show off the pictures than cook and share the recipe

Bye.

Jollof Rice, A Meal For Royalty.

My Dear Nigerian Husband,

I noticed you’ve not been in contact with me as much lately. I hope you’re not transferring your anger over Jamie Oliver’s jollof rice recipe on me.

I guess like many other West Africans, you too never noticed that the widely criticized chef posted that his disgrace of a jollof rice recipe since June. Me too, I didn’t notice. Just imagine how many innocent Jamie Oliver followers have been mislead. Cheeeiiiii.

It only occurred to me this evening when I was on Instagram and I came across rants over British Chef, Jamie Oliver’s “interpretation” of the sacred jollof rice.
Dear Nigerian Husband, apparently, this famous chef saw it fit to- like many chefs- have a twist to the very sacred jollof rice.

As you and I know, jollof rice has caused and continues to cause tension between West Africans for many years. More so between Nigerians and Ghanaians. Each West African country claims to have the best jollof rice.

Dear future husband of mine, as we both have learned from out fore parents, when two or more elephants are fighting, ants dare not show their faces. Jamie Oliver clearly never heard about that proverb, he decided to knowingly or unknowingly jump into the fight about Jollof Rice.

Whether you’re from Nigeria, Ghana, Sierra Leone, Gambia or Togo, we all know that you follow the basics of making jollof rice religiously. How dare you talk about Jollof Rice without talking about blended tomatoes, bell peppers, scotch bonnet and onions? Oh dear, this big time chef decided his own recipe will be different, he thought it wise to tell his viewers/readers that they can include whole vegetables, lemon wedge and even- you can’t believe it- whole cherry tomatoes on the vine.

Jesu!!!!

My dear Nigerian Husband, it’s a known fact- between my siblings, family members and very few close friends at least- that I’m not the best cook in the world, but I can never ever include whole vegetables and lemon in jollof rice. I joined in the chorus of many pissed-off West Africans on the internet. The thing pain me… When I glanced at the photo, i barely noticed rice in it and sincerely thought it was salad of some sort. How could he?

Mr. Oliver needs to focus on making better chips and fish rather than finding ways to desecrate a meal that has been passed on from generation to generation. Jollof rice is a meal of kings and queens.

Dear husband of mine. You need to do something about that chef’s recipe. I know even you can make better jollof rice.

Just as the Spanish regard paella highly, the mexicans regard burritos, Jamaicans respect and honor Red Stripe and Jerk chicken, we West Africans honor jollof rice!

Soup For the Nigerian Husband.

The Soup.

Dear Nigerian Husband, I know this isn’t the most esthetically pleasing photo, but we all know you’re not caught up in physical appearance. You’re a man who looks for substance and as such you’ll be more concerned with the taste of the soup. I assure you, you’ve never had any like this. It’s Fish soup by the way. Ingredients Yam Mahi mahi Onions Celery Tomatoes Bell pepper Knorr cube