How my grandmother’s cupboard taught me to cook smarter, not harder — and how you can too. There are two kinds of kitchens: the experimental, recipe-card kind, where everything looks neat and measured, and the lived-in, memory-laced kitchens where hacks and instincts run the show. I grew up in the second kind. My grandmother didn’t measure so much as “feel,” and when things went sideways, she had a dozen ways to rescue a dish. Over the years, I've collated a long list of those little shortcuts: 37 practical kitchen tips that have saved dinners, preserved staples, and kept families fed. I’ve grouped them here the way my grandmother used to: preservation, prep, rescue, frying & oil, beans & grains, and...
I remember stepping into my grandmother’s kitchen as a child — the smell would hit you before the door even opened fully. There was always something sizzling, steaming, or bubbling away. But it wasn’t just about the food. It was about the spices. The little jars and bowls on her wooden shelf weren’t just condiments; they were characters in every meal’s story. If you’ve ever stared at your pantry wondering why your meals feel... flat, this might be the missing link. So let’s talk: what spices should actually be in your kitchen and why. 1. Curry Powder Whether you’re making jollof rice, yam porridge, or a quick sauce, curry powder adds depth and aroma. It brings warmth without heat, and...
There’s something sacred about the sound of a pot bubbling on the stove. Ask anyone who grew up around real home cooking, and they'll tell you — it's not just about food. It’s about moments. Laughter shared while peeling yams, grandma humming while turning the ogbono, the aroma of pepper soup sneaking through every corner of the house. Homemade meals hold memories. I remember the days growing up. My mum would start cooking early — the kind of early where dew was still clinging to the grass. You’d wake up to the sharp scent of blended ata rodo and tomatoes already frying in hot oil. You knew it was going to be a good day, because rice and stew were...
Let me tell you a quick story. A few months ago, I visited an old friend. We were laughing, catching up, and doing what Nigerians do best—eating. She served me a plate of steaming jollof rice (my weakness), fried chicken, and a colorful side of coleslaw. It was delicious, no lie. But halfway through, I noticed something strange. My tongue felt funny. My stomach started to rumble. And by the next day, I was sipping herbal tea, swearing off “outside food” forever.Turns out, the flavor-packed seasoning she used was a cocktail of unpronounceables—chemical-laced, sodium-heavy, fake spice imposters. Here’s the hard truth: some of the foods we’re eating, even the ones we love, are slowly doing damage. What’s Hiding in Your...
It all started one sunny Saturday afternoon at Auntie Bisi’s kitchen. She was hosting a mini get-together, and as usual, the star of the table was a steaming pot of jollof rice. The aroma wafted through the house like a warm embrace. But as she scooped a spoonful into my plate, Eunice blurted out, “Auntie, did you use the Flourish Jollof Mix or just the Seasoning?” She chuckled and said, “Ah, my dear… people confuse the two all the time.” And that’s how this post was born because trust us, you don’t want to mix them up if you're serious about nailing your jollof game. So, What’s the Difference? Let’s break it down like a party jam at a Nigerian...
