Monday, 2 April 2012

this 'fufu' thing kraa...

I have to admit; i am not a fan of 'fufu' (a Ghanaian dish made of pounded plantain, cassava or yam). (Gasp) I know that's very unghanaian of me but chale i don't care. Anytime i mention that to people, i get reactions like "you must be kidding" or "as for you, you are obroni or are behaving like one". An older lady in Maryland even told me "i must be lazy that's why i don't like eating it since it involves a lot work to prepare it" (lol). So my point is 'fufu' kind of terrifies and annoys me because it is time consuming and quite tedious. Plus i don't think it taste that great.

Yesterday after church i got home to find my parents in the kitchen, since i got home after noon i thought they had already had lunch. I was looking forward to having the kitchen to myself and cooking some spaghetti stir-fry. Instead i found palm nut soup still cooking on the stove and mum asking me where my brother was so he could help her pound the fufu. Since he wasn't home yet, we had to get on with it. As mum started preparing it she said she was tired and her waist was aching so i told her why “is she bothering herself by cooking something difficult when she is tired, why can't she eat something simple and then later eat her 'prized fufu'” anyway as expected she wasn't amused with what i said. To cut a long story short, we later had a funny conversation where my mum and brother where teasing me on how i would be expected to prepare fufu for my husband and my in-laws. I responded by saying powdered fufu is now available and they laughed (and did the ‘hmm’ thing). Afterwards on the phone with a 'Mr. Potential' he asked me to sometimes learn and be interested when traditional food was being cooked since i didn't know who i was marrying. Good advice but see this one too, tying fufu to marriage, what kind of wahala is this, lol.

I was quite happy when i found out that there were other ladies like me, a friend told me she had no clue on how to prepare it and she planned on learning it this year. As for me, my one good but true excuse for why i can't do fufu is "because i wasn't raised in Ghana" it always works, lol. Hmm but after much thought i think i might as well learn how to prepare it since i cannot change my culture (sad, i imagined myself as an anti-fufu activist, such a noble and worthy cause... ). Ah Fufu! One dish that generates a lot of not so positive emotions from me, one dish can enhance my feminity, utter rubbish! Like we are still in the 19th century, anyway what do you think about this very Ghanaian food.

Sunday, 1 April 2012

first post

First post! and a newbie to the blog world. I am sure this will be a wonderful adventure chronicling my experiences. I was motivated by the quirks of living as a young lady in the crazy, beautiful and unique city of Accra.