We are honored to share a blog from Saunsuray Govere, a first-time customer from Zimbabwe. _____ "Incredible. Absolutely incredible. Sometimes food is so good, that it has you lost for words. All you can do is take another bite, and another, and another until it’s all gone. Has this ever happened to you? I’m writing this blog immediately after eating (or should I say devouring) Flourish Fried Rice Mix. When I took the first bite of the prepared rice, I felt as if the world paused while I indulged in deliciousness. I completely forget about the tall glass of water beside my plate and become engulfed in the golden colored rice. The yellow corn pieces, diced orange carrots, and other...
I CRIED AND CRIED FOR THIS BUNS / DROP DONUTS You might be wondering why I cried for this recipe. I have a lot of products to my name, and I do work on recipes a lot. After I got my puff puff mix in the package, it was time for the buns. From childhood memories of eating fresh hot buns on the street of Lagos and the Ghana rock buns hawked on the streets of Lagos, it indeed stayed on my head, and I can still feel the taste and how crunchy it was. My memories of buns are nostalgic. I love buns more than puff puffs because I can enjoy them hot or cold. “Crunchy on the outside, soft...
Nothing says "I love you" more than a plate of Jollof Rice! Not sure what to prepare for your loved one(s) this Valentine’s Day? May we suggest a delicious plate of jollof rice? Jollof rice is renowned globally as Africa’s most beloved rice dish. It’s hard to resist plum and juicy rice drunk off of an infusion of tomato, herbs, and spices oh my! The smell alone will have your tastebuds jumping for joy. It’s no wonder why jollof rice has quickly spread from its ancient origins in the Senegalese region, throughout Africa, and far beyond in Europe and the Americas. In Africa, jollof rice is traditionally prepared for special occasions. In fact, many say it’s not a celebration until the Jollof...
I got my first food catering job at the age of 11. I was in primary 6 (which is 6th grade in America). It was my final year in primary school. This was a public government school so there was no graduation party. As students, we decided to take matters into our own hands, and organize one ourselves! We contributed money to purchase food, but there was no one to cook. I decided to give it a try. With the help of my aunty and mom, I was able to cook jollof rice and chicken for my friends at school. Everyone was impressed- especially my teachers! So here I am today, cooking and putting recipes together daily. This is possible...
