My summer vacation this year was eventful and quite exciting. It was weeks of absolute bliss with friends and family members. I spent quality time in great company. I mean never to be forgotten moments with some amazing people. These are people I could call true friends. People I could call family. People who would open the doors of their homes any time I knocked. They are friends who would offer me food without minding if I brought them tubers of yams or basins of Garri. These are friends who turned sisters and who eventually became family. You know that saying – family does not have to be by blood alone. Continue reading
I was in for a huge surprise in July when I stumbled on Yellow Yams in a grocery store in New York. To say that I was surprised is an understatement. I stood at the store, making a big spectacle of my findings that morning.