The first peanut stew I tasted in my life was in Nigeria, and it was terrible! It was really bad guys, I can’t lie. After that first time, it was years till I tried peanut stew again. Let me tell you the story…
The first time I had Chapman, I must have been about 10 years old, and it was at a place called Ikoyi Club in Lagos, Nigeria. Ikoyi club was somewhat of a country club back in the day, and it was the fun spot for me and my sisters to hang out and participate in a bunch of fun activities. Back then, we would always order food and drinks, and while we kids got to have the soda of our choice, my parents always ordered Chapman.
When I was a kid, I remember my dad going to a fancy super market and buying a pack of frozen spring rolls, shrimp rolls (aka firecracker shrimp), and samosas. He would bring them home and all we needed to do was fry them and serve them. In our minds, we all pretended it was special guest food, but in all honesty, we would fry them up every now and then when my parents were in the mood. My favorite of the lot was the firecracker shrimp, so I had to figure out how to make them myself. To the uninitiated, firecracker shrimp is a delicious and crunchy shrimp roll that’s commonly served as an appetizer or “small chops” as we Nigerians like to call it in our parties. They’re usually called firecrackers because of the satisfyingly crisp snap and crackle that comes out of biting into one.
For the fourth of July, my family and I are going to be heading to one of our friend’s places for an all-day celebration and there will be lots of food. Anyone who knows Africans know that whenever we get together with lots of food there is always a major variety. I decided that instead of bringing something typical like rice or some type of spicy meat dish, I wanted to bring something theme appropriate to fourth of July by fusing Zobo (aka hibiscus) with coconut, strawberries and blueberries to create a fantastic Zobo Berry Coconut Popsicle.
As most Yummy Medley readers may have already picked up, I do not eat eggs! I have attempted to try them sometime in the past, but it came back up each time, and I have since developed a stronger aversion to them. My husband on the other hand eats eggs, and since we have been married, I have only cooked eggs for him once or twice, with this recipe being the third time. He is extremely lucky to have a wife that loves to cook, so he doesn’t complain at all or miss eggs (his words, not mine). Whenever he has an egg craving (which is usually never), he would either make it himself (since I have prohibited almost all my kitchen equipment from touching eggs he usually never tries), or he gets his fix outside. So why did I make scotch eggs…? Well, it is a combination of things, but everyone (including two of my sisters, my husband) that tried it loved it, so it was a success. So in this recipe, I will share with egg lovers and haters (like me) how to make the perfect cute little scotch egg, no egg tasting required!
A while back, one of my sisters and I visited my husband in his office (I think we were bored at home), and we came with no food. He lucky to have quite the vast selection of good restaurants close to his office building, all within walking distance, so my sister and I decided to take a walk around while he was at a meeting. We stumbled on the DC wharf, and that was where I had my first proper seafood boil.
It is almost father’s day here in the U.S., and as a daddy’s girl that loves to cook, I try to make a variety of dishes that I know my dad would love. Recently, I have started to include some of my husband’s favorite dishes in my father’s day spread, and he has slightly different food preferences from my dad. This year, one of the dishes on my father’s day spread is this delicious Cameroonian dish called Poulet DG. I decided to share this recipe as it combines favorites of my dad and husband in one dish, and I knew they will both enjoy it.
As a self proclaimed recipe developer ( I generally do not like that title, but bear with me), I try my possible best not to label my recipes in absolutes. For one, it indicates a finality that I generally do not feel comfortable declaring, and secondly, I would like to think that recipes that have attained the finality stage are being saved for my grandchildren, a cookbook, or something ultra special, like this blog…. sometimes. So, labeling this black forest cake “The Best Black Forest Cake Ever” took a lot out of me… a lot of delicious sounds.
Some people have asked me for my jollof rice recipe; to those I say, “hold please”. I, just like most other west Africans love jollof rice, but sometimes, I want a quick and easy jollof flavor that does not require me making jollof rice. In came my jollof couscous that takes only 20 minutes to prepare. I then became low-key addicted to quick and easy jollof recipes. I have also always loved pasta, so the no-brainer next step was to make a jollof spaghetti. My goal in making this recipe was to make sure it tasted like jollof, not spaghetti and sauce, and if I have to say so myself: I nailed it.
I am a coastal girl. I grew up close to fisherman’s markets, and they always had their fresh catch for sale everyday. While there was no lack of customers looking to buy the fresh seafood on offer, there were usually leftovers from the day’s catch. Typically, leftover seafood is smoked and dried to prolong its shelf life, and is later sold to use in local stews and soups. Sometimes however, fishermen just ate the leftover catch of the day, especially if there was an abundance of smoked or dried seafood. This fisherman’s fried rice recipe is a rendition of one of the delicious meals that could be made with the daily leftover catch.