Have
you ever been faced with the revelation that the only appealing meal to have
with the vegetable soup well garnished with ponmo, smoked fish, cow leg and “orisirisi”
meat staring your “aje butterish” face can only be Eba/semovita/amala/pounded
yam”. The revelation is so overwhelming
that Eba/semovita/amala/pounded yam begins to look sexy and appealing to the
stomach.............suddenly, your stomach begins to growl in heavenly praises
because God is performing a miracle of
making a “tush”, “I-am-watching-my-weight”, “I-don’t-eat-swallow”, “I-won’t-be-caught-dead-eating-that-thing,
it’s-so-gross” “britico-laced-with-American-accent” lady take a morsel of Eba/semovita/amala/pounded
yam into her mouth. Let somebody shout halleluiah........
If
you be naija pikin, born and raised in naija and never ate Eba/semovita/
amala/pounded yam ,abeg, this post is not for you....you won’t understand what
it feels like to take a morsel of Eba/semovita/ amala/pounded yam and dip into
a rich bowl of vegetable soup ....... the final destination is your mouth......even
the worms in your stomach begin to celebrate because they are tired of the Chinese,
Italian, pizzas, sharwama, pasta, salmon, sushi, and all the other “oyinbo” food
it has been subjected to in the past months..........
My
darling, do you remember this song.....
Oh eba !
Oh eba !
When shall I see ila and egusi
I will never forget ponmo!!!!
...Ireti, give us food oh
How can I forget ewedu and egusi
I will never forget ponmo!!!!
