Saturday 25 January 2014

Necessity and the Birth of a Nameless Dish

They say necessity is the mother of invention.  Ancient Egyptian civilisation was preserved by the need to develop a means to combat the increasing desertification that was encroaching on their territory and the destruction that came with the overflooding of the Nile as a result of the annual rainfall in the southern part of Africa and thus the need to develop irrigation canals, food management system and best practices to ensure its maintenance which guaranteed their sustenance in an increasingly arid land. Hence, although people have asserted that "Egypt is a gift of the Nile" because it is believed that she owes her sustenance to the river Nile, to the contrary, it’s not just a gift of the Nile but also a creation of man. Without human intervention the contribution of the Nile would have been worthless.

The summary of the above is basically that our environment - household, nation etc - defines us. Life throws challenges at us daily and it’s our reaction (action or inaction) to this that determines what we get out of life. 

(Having said that…) I was faced with a peculiar situation the past Sunday. I got back from church and was extremely hungry. I headed immediately for the kitchen, scampered around for what to munch on or cook quickly but to my amazement and to the detest of my rumbling stomach found none. What to do? 'Huzzled' around for some ingredients to make something original (or at least some dish I have never made before). I was able to get some carrots, green pepper, red pepper (ata rodo), minced meat, red wine, onions, garlic, brownie, freshly ground black pepper corn, seasoning cube (to taste), salt (to taste) and flour. The product of it was an excellent experimental sauce.



I do not have exact measurements for this recipe because I was too hungry to measure. However I was gracious enough to take pictures despite my hunger (I think I deserve an ovation for that). Hopefully you can tell the quantity of ingredient from the photos.

Direction

1. Turn the minced meat into a bowl and soak in wine for 10 minutes to absorb. When the time is up, use a strainer to extract wine. Set aside.




2. Peel carrots and julienne.  Slice every other ingredients.






3. In a pan, put half a cooking spoon of oil and turn on heat to medium. Stir in the garlic and onions and allow to cook for about one minute. Caution: Stir continuously as these ingredients can get quickly burnt.

4. Now, add green pepper, red pepper and carrots. Increase heat to high (regulate continuously to prevent burning). Cook until almost done. 



Tips: You will notice that the colour of the vegetables will become pale that is how you will know it’s ready.

5. When ready, set aside in a bowl and keep warm.

6. Extract wine from minced meat using a strainer. Add 2 tablespoons cornflour (mine was exhausted, used all purpose flour) into the extracted wine and stir to make a slurry. Set aside.
  
7. In a pan, add a little oil as required.  Introduce the minced meat and stir. 

When cooked reintroduce vegetables.  Add seasoning cube and salt to taste. Also add freshly ground peppercorn and one teaspoon Oregano. Let it cook until satisfied then make a well in the pan and add slurry. It will thicken up almost immediately. Stir all ingredients together.  Wait another one or two minutes before adding one tablespoon brownie to give it a richer colour.

And viola! Your sauce s ready. You can serve with rice as I did or pasta.

Caveat: The dish tasted wonderful, however, it could be that the hunger amplified the taste. So, do not have overly high expectations ;).  And like every experiment, there may be side effects (not as bad as the scientific ones though); I noticed that in less than an hour after eating I was hungry again. I guess it was the effect of the wine (afterall they say it aids digestion). So if you are looking to eat once a day 'don't do this at home'! Lol.

If you decide to try this dish please do let me know how it turned out for you. Are you aware of any sauce prepared exactly the same way? If not, I think I can claim 'cooking property rights'. What do you think this dish should be named? In short let us play a game. Who does not like games?!!! The person with the most befitting name stands a chance to win N1,000 airtime . This is open to contestants in Nigeria only, however that should not stop others from outside Nigeria from commenting. So get commenting people!!!!


Thursday 16 January 2014

Dreams Do Come True

Every little girl has a dream. When I was much younger, like every other girl, I spent a reasonable amount of my time fantasizing about my future. A particular recurring fantasy was one in which I saw myself being served full English breakfast in bed by a handsome young man who I would like to think was ‘the hubby’. *I know what you are thinking, nor be spirit husband jor! Hehehehe*  As I grew older, reality struck. I got to realise that most Nigerian guys can't cook! While the handful that can find their way around the kitchen will rather leave the woman to play the traditional role of cook while they stay on the receiving end. With this realisation, I decided to tuck this fantasy away.   




Recently I came in contact with three awesome young men who made me think that maybe what I thought was mere fantasy could become an attainable dream. Two of these three men are colleagues at work. Yesterday I visited their office (unfortunately for me they share the same office...lol) and they went all chit-chatty about 'this dish' and 'that dish' and 'this utensil' and that 'food processor'. Initially it was like music to my ears but a few minutes down the road things 'wierded up'**. I began to think to myself if guys became great cooks how then can we (the feminine folks) gain access to their hearts? as claimed by the popular saying that "A man's stomach is the key to his heart".

Well, the up side of this 'revolution' is that it has allowed me to dream again. Peradventure someday this dream will to pass. What do you think? Should I toss this dream/fantasy down the drain? Or should I feel free to dream again?


** Exercising my poetic license

Monday 13 January 2014

Inches Dilemma

I believe that two persons can wear exactly same clothing and look absolutely different. The question then will be what sets them apart? Asides their hair-do and make-up, their accessories makes a world of difference. A lady’s accessory adds that extra touch or what we may call ‘the Midas touch’ to her look. One piece of accessory I absolutely love is heels.

One rule of the thumb for me when choosing my shoes is ‘comfortability’. I don’t just buy a shoe because it looks pretty but because it is comfortable. For sure, its look is the point of attraction but what determines if I am going to keep it is how comfortable it is. I ask myself a few questions to determine how practical it will be to purchase them. Can I walk in them without tripping? Does it hurt my feet? And, of course, my ability to respond positively to the first question is determined by the height of the heels. Hence of recent I have decided to just stick with lower inched heels.

The problem however is what to do when you get an absolutely gorgeous 5.5 inches heel as a gift? Hmnnn. Do you tell the giver to keep his/her gift? Or do you accept it and keep it in the wardrobe to rot? Or maybe keep it on your shoe rack and enjoy the sight of it every now and then? Give it out? Or better still, do you wear it at your peril? Well, as for me I took the last option and let's just say 'thank God I am alive to write the story'. :D Here’s the tale.




Awwww. Ain't this the cutest shoes ever?!!

My eldest brother got me this shoe, and as mentioned before although I would rather stick with the type of heels I am used to, I decided to give it a try. I was going to show it off in church the next Sunday and did exactly just that (I am not vain jor :p). I paired this divine item with a blazer, a skirt and a chunky neck piece and earring (Sorry. I did not take pictures. It won't happen again). Oh, and for my hair-do I rocked my spiky low cut ;) Luckily enough I made it through the service without dislocating my ankles and was already basking in my premature glory. But, alas!, in the parking lot, about a stone throw from my vehicle I almost tripped and fell…lol. In that split second I pictured myself on the hospital bed with my legs strapped up with plaster of Paris (P.O.P) from this incident. Afterwards I wondered to myself what my explanation would have been for being hospitalised if this incident ended me up in there.

Q. What happened to you?  
R. I dislocated my ankle.

Q. What happened/how?
R. I fell.

Q. From?
R. *Smiles sheepishly* because there is no way on earth I am gonna say 'I fell from my heels'! No way! 

So back to the gist. Although I tripped, the God that I serve who is ever faithful and will not allow His daughter to fall and face public disgrace (lmao) caused me to stumble towards the car and I held on for my life, or should I say, for my legs. The ‘tripping’ was the okay part of the story. When I tripped, someone in a shrilled voice blurted out ‘Iye O!”**. It was only moments later that my brains registered that the sound came from my mouth. How disgraceful! *covers face* I am sure the guy next to me would have thought ‘See this razz Benin girl that borrowed her sister’s shoe’ or at least something equally distasteful.

Lesson Learnt: 1. Give other ladies a slack when they wear heels they can’t walk in. 2. Never wear shoes that you cannot walk in.

This brings me to the question, Why do ladies wear heels they cannot walk in and will probably exchange for the spare flat footwear they hide in their gigantic bags that can conveniently house a bag of rice (lol)? Please share you thoughts.

** ‘Iye’ means mother in Bini and when paired with ‘O’ at the tail end it is used as an exclamation. Not a very refined one commonly used by locals.

Friday 3 January 2014

30 Things to Do in 365 Days

Hey darlings. Happy New Year! I hope we had a swell celebration? Mine was good; different from the usual sleeping and boredom...lol. Did you make new year's resolutions? 

A New Year's Resolution is a pledge or promise to improve; to change old habits, taken by a person usually at the start of a new year. Resolution making is an ancient tradition that can be traced as far back as the period of the Babylonians and the Romans.


Among Nigerians, the tradition of making New Year's Resolutions have become increasingly popular. An accompanying trend is the lack of drive to complete these goals/pledges because most times this Nigerian brand of resolutions are founded on regrets; regrets as a result of goals unaccomplished in the previous year. Don't get me wrong, this is not to say that reviewing the past and making amends accordingly is not a worthwhile task, however, it bare time wasting when this is beclouded by self-pity. Consequently, as the year unfolds they are quick to abandon these goals prematurely because they were made on the spur of the moment and there was not drive to accomplish it in the first place.

People think new year's resolution making and goal setting are synonymous, but I think not! Before you guys eat me raw (lol) let me explain. New year's resolutions, or at least the Nigerian brand of it, can be taken to mean goals that the makers do not intend to fulfill; that are made to satisfy the emotion at the moment; they are not documented; practical measures are not put on ground  to ensure completion; measures are not put in place to check progress, only at the end of the year will the maker when flooded with emotions from the year's ending becoming remorseful and he/she say 'I will do this', 'I will not do that' or 'I will do more or less of this' in the coming year to free his/her conscience. Goal setting is much more 'hands-on'. It is everything resolution making is not. It involves building a system that works, reviewing and making changes where necessary. Refer to my post here for guidelines on setting S.M.A.R.T.T.E.R goals. 

In my short years of teaching, I have learnt that one way to show that one will do what he/she has promised/pledged to do is to "publicize one's commitment". By publicizing your commitment it shows that you are willing to take action where necessary and that you are not bluffing. In this light, I have decided to publicize some things I would like to do this year. I will not call them 'goals', and yet still I cannot say this is a pointless exercise because they were drawn up from my 2014 goals (at least most of them). They are:


  1. Go to the gym at least once a week.
  2. Learn how to use Adobe Photoshop (properly).
  3. Buy four (4) books along the lines of my passion (Fashion, photography and cookery/bakery).
  4. Attend a fashion design course.
  5. Make and keep a new friend.
  6. Travel to one (1) place I have never been before (local or international).
  7. Fix a mini-savings target for the first 08 month of 2014 and reach it.
  8. Learn a sport...I’m thinking badminton.
  9. Wear red outfit for 3 days consecutively. Crazy! I know. Done! This was easier than I thought. The lack of power to press my clothes compelled me to.
  10. Take a picture with a celebrity. 
  11. Learn to make 5 new cocktail drinks.
  12. Improve my baking skills from beginner to intermediate.
  13. Read six books in the year.
  14. Volunteer at a charity event.
  15. Go swimming at least three (3) times in the year. Shhhh, I do not know how to swim.
  16. Go natural. Yay! Team natural things! Done! Cut my hair yesterday (07.Jan.2013) and I am left with a large chunk of natural hair. Lefts see how far I can go with this 'team natural' -ish.
  17. Take a picture on the beach. This is a big task because Benin City is land-locked.
  18. Have a photo diary of myself for 30 days consecutively.
  19. Treat four (4) persons to good home cooked meal.
  20. Make conversation with a total stranger.
  21. Wear green on independence day celebration. On a normal say I won't be caught doing that.
  22. Visit the spa for pampering.
  23. Give a gift to someone that cannot repay me just to make his/her day. Gave a student an earring I really liked and she was really excited.
  24. Blog at least once a week.
  25. Learn and perfect ten (10) new dishes.
  26. Complete the Bible in a year. Have always began this task in subsequent years but never made it to the end. This is the year! I hope my new approach works.
  27. Significantly improve my make up skills.
  28. Show practical love to my students. 
  29. Make the reunion trip to Turkey. 
  30. Increase the follower-ship of my blog to 100 by the end of the year.