Can you remember?
If you know, you know.
Put one finger up if you have the memory of community eating.
Let me jog your memory...
I am sure that I am not the only person who still finds themselves indulging in the sweet, burnt offering of a well-cooked meal.
This process applies to cooked jollof rice, jollof beans, various soups. Any meal that has been prepared with multiple ingredients. But to be fair, the soups don't usually burn during cooking unless it's reheated and deliberately burnt.
The taste
It's almost like the whole ingredients used in cooking the dish has concentrated to the bottom of the pot. It becomes the sweetest, tastiest part of the meal.... In my opinion.
As children, we rallied around the bottom of the pot. Once that's done, we proceed to eat the portion dished out. It was community eating. It was amazing.
Year's later, I still practise this habit at home, this time with my husband. We both have fond memories and have pleasure indulging in childhood play.
Early morning cooking
So this morning, I woke up and cooked a pot of jollof rice before settling down to work. Like you do.... Right? Again this is a story for another day. Really, who else does that? Who else cooks in the morning before work?
I ate a little rice at lunchtime with some okoro soup. Yep, you read that right. But that is another story for another day.
After work, I went on a couple of errands. While out and about, all I could think of was the rice at the bottom of the pot. When I got home, I couldn't wait to decant the pot of rice and get to the bits at the bottom of the pot.
I was starving and spoilt for a choice on what to eat. So in my true fashion, I ate a bit of everything I could lye my hands on. I ate some Jamaican chicken soup, roasted chicken bits and bottom pot jollof rice. All washed down with a glass of bubbles.
Heavenly bliss
Today, dessert was a large dollop of natural Greek yoghurt and grapes.
What childhood favourite do you sometimes indulge yourself with?