I know some of you reading this don’t even know the meaning of “Mama Put” but the truth is “Mama Put” is “Mama Put” and there’s no posh way of defining it.
Recently, I’ve been spending a lot of time at work and as a result, I’ve been eating a lot of junk and fast food but today, I decided to switch it up a bit with Mama Put.

Mama Put is not new to me, as a matter of fact; I grew up praying for the day I’d make my own money to afford Mama Put for myself.

As a kid, we were not allowed to eat Mama Put at home and I was always jealous of the other kids whose parents gave them money to buy Mama Put for lunch. On the other hand, we were only allowed to eat Mama Put when we were ill and requested specially for Mama Put or when you end up with the driver at the mechanic workshop to fix the car. We never got to really explore the joys of Mama Put.

The sweet smell of the Mama Put stew tormented me for a long time and for the record, the aroma of the stew made it look like all the operators of Mama Put went to the same school to learn how to cook.

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Gospel!