There is something about growing older and getting stuck in your ways.
See, Chioma and i are fantastic together and we have a happy marriage but of course there are the fundamental difference which i consider a good part of being in a healthy relationship.
One of them, that has changed a lot over the years is the degree of our love for trying out new food.
We both used to love the inquisitiveness of new cuisine(still do to an extent) and had bucket lists of trying out new food from all over the world. Now i find myself, alone in the strange position of dreaming of Ofe Owerri and Nigerian Indomie noodles...lol. Two things basically triggered this post.
1. For days now, Chioma has been on my case to finish a pack of frozen Lasagna which we bought in giddy anticipation some weeks ago. The truth is i have as much desire for it as Bola Tinubu has in being a clean politician: None whatsoever.
2. There's a bowl of Oha soup that we cooked some weeks ago which ( and i'm being honest to God here) turns me into one of Pavlov's dogs whenever i get hunger pangs. 😂😂😂
It's so strange but i finally understand the phenomenon i witness everyday at Mama Calabar, where people come and spend the equivalent of my 2-week wages on Nigerian food. The truth, for me is also that some of the food we read and hear about have such good PR that the reality can be very soul crushing once you try them and realize they were all overhyped. My darling wife is not discouraged of course and will continue the explorations.
Actually i'm working on a list of these over-hyped food items. Starring actors: Lasagna, Tacos, Sushi, British Fish and chips, One variation of Indian curry rice that i cant recall the name, Shepherd's pie, Cup noodles and counting. (will update as appropriate)
This is not to say we havent had some great foods..of course, there are but right now, i'm fighting hard to stop salivating while thinking of a microwave, hot Oha soup and yellow gari.
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