Totes my goats

Sometimes leftovers are more satisfying that preplaned meals.  Was running late (like I do) and so I packeked jollof of life (Nigerian jollof) and stole a few plantains that my sister was frying (side story: kids stealing fried plaintains aka dodo from anyone especially a Nigerian can loose you a finger or two, if you are not experienced just Don’t do it!) I crowned this stellar bowl with two pieces of goat meat.  There was a mini cinnamon apple muffin in the fridge, so I snagged it and then to fulfill all righteousness, I threw in some red and green grapes, for … health reasonsish? Was absolutely delighted when lunchtime rolled around.




    This rice a is tribute to Jamie Oliver, who aspired to Jollof, only to be smacked down by the entire West African populace (I still love you and would totally eat your (Cough) rice dish. on the plus side, you united (if only for a moment) Nigeria, Ghana, Senegal… SeneGambians etc.
    As an astute commentator put it, “We already have this and we do not call it jollof, we call it concoction!”