Jollof Rice & Assortments
P.s: This is weird, but just go with it
Typically, it is a staple for any Nigerian occasion. There’s a reason why it is the poster cuisine for the country. As I see the onions, pepper and tomato paste simmering, jumping, and mixing in a perfect harmony of red in the huge pot, I know, I can just intuitively tell that it’s going to be spectacular. The smoky aroma I perceive is an indication to my senses that it’s going to be a masterpiece. Now that I see the feast before my eyes; the dark orange of each grain, the finely fried piece of turkey, alongside the small, magnificent cubes of fried plantain, a small drop of saliva drops in response. One forkful, containing all the vibrance of the dish lands perfectly on my tongue. Each rice grain is neither too hard, nor too soft, the plantain is exactly as it should be. Just the right consistency of chewiness. The juices and the spice that coats the turkey finally ties it all together. Almost immediately, there’s an immense euphoria from the artistically crafted blend of flavours. Impeccable seasoning with a hint of seductive spice. Suddenly, I’m walking down memory lane, glancing at all the times I have tasted such beauty. Moments like this are a pleasant escape of life’s troubles. It’s a rush.