What's a #Sunday without some form of #Rice....okay so its not the popular #Jollof neither is it the Proud #Friedrice but its the #starstudded#Palmoil rice which I love to call NATIVE RICE. All I used and all you should need include:- - 1cup of Rice
- Scotch bonnet, Tomatoes and the local Yellow Pepper ( Used as I like)
- 2 tablespoons of Locust Beans
- 1 tablespoon of Crayfish
- Smoked Fish ( I used Titus and Hake fish)
- About Half a cup of Palm oil
- I love Shaki ( Cow tripe)
- Pomo ( I have my days with Pomo
- Scent leaf
- Smoked Prawns
- Hot leaf ( Uziza)
- Pumpkin Leaf ( Ugu)
- Stock cubes
- My Fine Pot
- Gas Cooker
- And Pretty Me Errm I basically fried the Pepper, locust beans and Onions in the Heated palm oil, added enough water to cook the Rice and whisked every other ingredient in.
Not a bad way to spend a Sunday...
I missed the day that spring arrived in New York. When I left the grass was still brown, trampled down as it was by all of the things that winter does to the earth. And like my heart at that time, the leaves on the trees were still wrapped tightly in their buds, protesting the end of something old rather than rejoicing in the beginning of something new.
But somehow somewhere in between the heat of India and the deserts of the Levant spring did come both in these lands and in my heart and although I might not be in full bloom just yet,
everyday I am learning to open up just a little bit more in order to let the sun and the summer do what they do best: teach us how to love, teach us how to live, and teach us all about the light.