Monthly Archive: December 2010

Post-Christmas brunch menu NOM NOM NOM

Post-Christmas brunch menu NOM NOM NOM

My husband deliberately steered the family Christmas celebration in a direction that would not require me to spend hours slaving in the kitchen on Christmas. Bless him. My husband also invited some dear friends over to brunch the day after Christmas, requiring me to spend hours slaving in the kitchen on Christmas. Bless him....

Black bean madness

Black bean madness

Oh man, I love food! That’s my problem, really. The beautiful Christmas-y take out container filled with delicious cookies that one of my coworkers brought for me in this morning? ALREADY ALL GONE. I have, however, been experimenting with the Ranch dressing and bacon bits that I brought back from the States. I can’t...

Salads, coffee, and oh! it was nice to be home

Salads, coffee, and oh! it was nice to be home

While in the States, I had a great time cooking and drinking coffee, and eating, and even grocery shopping with friends. My first trip to Whole Foods felt like the proverbial country mouse’s first day in the big city. All I could do is gawk at the delicious food stuffs around me. I made...

Pumpkin Seeds

Pumpkin Seeds

It seems like a silly thing to write up a recipe on how to cook pumpkin seeds. Everyone knows how to do that, right? Turns out, my neighborhood kids didn’t even know you could eat them! Pumpkin is not a regular part of a well balanced Beninese diet. Also, I had to enter the...

Delicious foodstuffs brought back from America

Delicious foodstuffs brought back from America

What’s an intrepid West-African food blogger bring back from the States? Besides a fancy new suit, a couple of bras, and a shiny new netbook… FOOD And lots of it. Steel cut oats (x2) Rice Vinegar Flax Seeds (oh, trendy food blogging, I heart you) Canned pumpkin (why yes, I am tired of roasting...

It is damn good to be home.

It is damn good to be home.

Damn, it’s good to be home. As wonderful as it was to visit friends and family, this last trip hammered home how out of place I feel back in the States. Normal for me is Cotonou. Even with all of it’s travails, challenges, and frustrations, it’s more home to me than where I grew...

On what the future may or may not hold

On what the future may or may not hold

Damn, it’s good to be home. As wonderful as it was to visit friends and family, this last trip hammered home how out of place I feel back in the States. Normal for me is Cotonou. Even with all of it’s travails, challenges, and frustrations, it’s more home to me than where I grew...