On getting to the cafeteria, I ordered for pounded yam with egusi soup. Hmm, my people, I got wonder food: a slimy morsel with groundnut soup and cheese.

The food I made was so delicious that my daddy asked me to bring more. My mummy was a bit jealous, but I was just happy that my family enjoyed the meal.

My mom used to make a Jewish-style braised chicken dish called “gedempte chicken”. It’s cooked very slowly with lots of onions and little other seasoning. She would stuff chicken neck skin with a mixture of flour, salt and pepper, grated onion and schmaltz, then sew the neck skin closed and braise these little “helzel” in the pot.

I needed to pay a bill of #4,700 and my wallet was nowhere to be found. All my pleas to go home and come back the next day to pay fell on deaf ears. Someone walked up to me and asked “Oga, you no dey use GTBank?”

As soon as we arrived, we were served cold fura da nono. As we were drinking it no one said a word for about three minutes.

I stood in the queue like every other person but something was different about me. I had joy in my heart and was full of smiles. It got to my turn and I was asked: “What do you want?” I replied “Amala and Gbegeri!”