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2 of my sister had brot dia kids to my mums house, my brother also brot his son and I was d only parent ard with my son and 8 other grand children of my month. I didn't mind cos I was on leave bt dat very day I was ced for an urgent meeting wit a prospective client so I took my bag told my mum I will b bak as soon as I cld and since my coming ard was 2 relive my mum of some stress I appointed my niece of 8yrs as at last year summer to make noodles as their lunch.
I came back wit my close friend very hungry and expecting my noodles inside a food flask only to hear dat all d kids had not eaten except for d person dat cooked d noodles
Much enquiry and we found out dat she made an experiment of putting palm oil inside the noodle.
For crying out loud, who does dat?

candygosh:
I remember preparing moi moi once 4 my bf from home to take to him.

After gathering ingredients ( fish , crayfish, egg and all). I made a silly mistake. Didn't add groundnut oil to the blended mixture.
The moi moi came out good oh but u could still tell it had no oil. He just said pls stop saying you prepared moi moi it's ekuru. I wondered what that meant.

Funny I tried to warm it again and was so busy I forgot n d water dried and the plate started shrinking.

If you taste ekuru, you will never go back to moi-moi

You blend just the beans without anything

You stir in one direction until it is very fluffy and soft just like the Nigerian cake mix

You steam it like the way you steam your moi-moi

You make your sauce with scorch bonnet, onions and ginger. Make sure it is not well grounded and you fry with your palm oil, lots of it

You eat it with ekuro, but first you have to dissolve the ekuru into bespoke texture, mix it with your sauce and finish it with eko.


I miss Nigeria

You have to try it

peterjero post =31202364:
Mine was the worse I guess on earth, it happened way back when I was in jss 3(yr 1999) as I reach house no food, I went to the kitchen boiled beans for like 10mins then the put oil on fire to heat then added the beans and salt and the result was disaster but I still eat am o.

I used to boil my rice by adding salt to it from the beginning. That day my mum asked me to boil beans for the next day. My lazy self did not want to check up on the beans. I added salt and a lot of water.

It was a good thing my mum was fast asleep. I disposed it and forced my self to stay awake till the new one was done

I have cooking blunders in abundance, I can't remember when I cooked last. I eat when I get to work and before I get home at night.
I once put full tin tomatoes in spag, it turned black and bitter, no idea why. I once burnt a pot of beans twice, while the ultimate was leaving pot on fire and leaving for work, na only my parlour survive the fire, since then, I never cook again.

upmanagers:
2 of my sister had brot dia kids to my mums house, my brother also brot his son and I was d only parent ard with my son and 8 other grand children of my month. I didn't mind cos I was on leave bt dat very day I was ced for an urgent meeting wit a prospective client so I took my bag told my mum I will b bak as soon as I cld and since my coming ard was 2 relive my mum of some stress I appointed my niece of 8yrs as at last year summer to make noodles as their lunch.
I came back wit my close friend very hungry and expecting my noodles inside a food flask only to hear dat all d kids had not eaten except for d person dat cooked d noodles
Much enquiry and we found out dat she made an experiment of putting palm oil inside the noodle.
For crying out loud, who does dat?

Lmao.

mine its kinda funny shar, me and my friends about 5 of us managed to get 3 cups of beans after so many hustle and tussle with our neigbours, it was like our last supper, we all hope to eat, and look unto God 4 our next meal d following morning...beans was halve way done, PHCN perform their normal ritual this particular night, no lamp, so we resulted to lighting candle which was placed on an empty milk can, as I opened d pot of beans which was still on fire to stire and add little salt if need be, I held d tin holding the candle close to the pot to use d candle light, lo and behold, d candle fell into the beans miraculously, before I could say jesus....to late, the candle wick was already floating on the surface with the wax now acting as salt, I called my friends attention, trust guys now, if na this beans go kill us, make we kuku chop die go explain giv baba God y we die was there response, omo! Beans with candle wax sweet die, u can try it tooo.

SisiNini:
Cooking is like carrying out an experiment with which you will definitely come out with a result (either good or bad). As a good cook, you would have paid your dues to 'burnt offerings', salty/peppery food e.t.c before becoming the Master Chef you are today...

Growing up, I remembered preparing Moi-moi as a surprise dinner for my parents... I peeled like 2 congos of beans and packaged it in just 4 nylons...#LOL... Dem no born two people well make dem finish one wrap... When I served my Dad, he was surprised cos the moi-moi was so hard and it was looking like a very big stone in the plate...

I also remembered when av not mastered how to prepare semo; OMG! I always boil plenty water and later divide it into two pots (as a quick alternative)... I do this in case there are big lumps in the semo... Na to quickly pour the whole content in the pot inside a black nylon and throw it in the dustbin before anyone comes... These are the period I always volunteer to empty the dustbin... #LMAO

My cousin told me about an incident whereby she prepared one nice vegetable and egusi soup... While waiting to serve her parents, she just discovered the pepper where she kept it... Cos her parents were already at the dinning table and to avoid reprimands, she quickly pour the raw pepper in the stew and serve her parents like that... She said I need to see the way they were drinking water that day... #LMAO

All these experiences make us the better cook we are today... Please, you are free to add yours... #Cheers

Pls is you Na simbi? U look like her!

Is dis nt ojoro?@elantraceey

mistakenly added peppersoup spice to my noodles instead of curry....nothing too disastrous

my Mom has only one girl and she came late which made me play female role join my own, I was Moms bestie(U kno wha dat means).

coming to city, hustle almost took all from Nwa aboy,
I still try maintain the skill though but not when one day smart phone distracted me, I wanted to fry the melon soup you know, if forgot to stair the melon with little water first, discharge it into the oil, Omo! the melon respect himself remained it nature, at the end of the cooking every other ingredients remained their original state that you can tell everything apart, it became a new course meal that even science couldn't find a name for it.

I can only cook noodles and rice . I am ashamed tho, cuz my mates can Cook better than I can ..... I wish I made the kitchen my second home well it's not too late

Never had 1... Mom taught me well... Was a mommy's boy and an introvert right when I was little..

as a student who minors in culinary I'd say I'm pretty shy to say this...my first time attempting a cake and I decided to go all out and make a rainbow cake...it turned out good as in taste but plating was messed up...then I tried to do it again the second time and guess what? I added so much coloring that the cake became salty...lol...NOW that dustbin volunteering work really helped...
Here is the first rainbow disorganized cake I made before the salty one

SisiNini:
Cooking is like carrying out an experiment with which you will definitely come out with a result (either good or bad). As a good cook, you would have paid your dues to 'burnt offerings', salty/peppery food e.t.c before becoming the Master Chef you are today...

Growing up, I remembered preparing Moi-moi as a surprise dinner for my parents... I peeled like 2 congos of beans and packaged it in just 4 nylons...#LOL... Dem no born two people well make dem finish one wrap... When I served my Dad, he was surprised cos the moi-moi was so hard and it was looking like a very big stone in the plate...

I also remembered when av not mastered how to prepare semo; OMG! I always boil plenty water and later divide it into two pots (as a quick alternative)... I do this in case there are big lumps in the semo... Na to quickly pour the whole content in the pot inside a black nylon and throw it in the dustbin before anyone comes... These are the period I always volunteer to empty the dustbin... #LMAO

My cousin told me about an incident whereby she prepared one nice vegetable and egusi soup... While waiting to serve her parents, she just discovered the pepper where she kept it... Cos her parents were already at the dinning table and to avoid reprimands, she quickly pour the raw pepper in the stew and serve her parents like that... She said I need to see the way they were drinking water that day... #LMAO

All these experiences make us the better cook we are today... Please, you are free to add yours... #Cheers

One day I decided to cook beans.

I threw all the condiments, including oil, salt, pepper and crayfish, into the pot.

I boiled and boiled and boiled.

The beans kept bouncing around in the pot without getting soft.

The initial water dried up; I added more water and piled more heat but nothing changed.

After about 2 hours, I threw away the still hard beans.

I realised later that I shouldn't have added oil in the beginning.

The oil coated the beans and made it impossible to absorb water necessary to soften the beans.

I never forget the experience.

I thought it was Salt l was adding to the stew.... but it was granulated Sugar!

That Stew sweet, no be small!

Dont mention the beating l received that day.... l dont want to remember it.

BTW: I was expecting a "date" in my University days and l decided to surprise her by doing some home cooking.
after spending a sizable chunk of my monthly allowance to shop in the market for the right ingredients (Chicken, pepper, tomatoes, e.t.c).. everything was going according to plan and the smell of the stew sef was making my room mates crazy!
They were all like... when you escort the lady to the park, we will finish the remainder of that stew before you come back!

Well, they left the room in anticipation that my guest will soon land... and you know boyz cherish privacy a bit now

God punish Devil o! I dont know how l fell into this trance just as l was resting my back on the bed, waiting for the Soup to "done" properly!
It was the knock of the "angel" that woke me as she stepped into the room and noticed a bad smell immediately!

My Pot of Stew is completely burnt! Its a Sunday evening, not much to buy on campus!
That romance just did not work out at all.

crazy room mates were only concerned about their own loss.... not even pity my pocket or my Soup or the failed romance attempt!


Lastpage!

In 1994 to be precise, my cousin and I were asked to prepare Rice n Beans combo for the whole house.

To cut the long story short, the beans was highly undercooked and strong that you would think u were eating rice and stone

When we realised this, we were now tasked with secretly separating the beans from the rice for every plate we dished

Everyone ate 'jollof rice' while my cousin and I tried eating d beans but couldn't and we went to bed hungry!

I remember trying out coconut rice for my friends back then on school just because we saw free coconut . I cooked the coconut water ,the chaft ,the water with the rice . at the end of the day we Were going to the toilet every five minutes before the school clinic came to our rescure . that was the end of ordinary coconut eating for my friends let alone with rice .
But I later leant it and I cook it for my family now every Sunday

I put the beans on fire and added salt immediately... Come n c beans na

my first year as an undergraduate i cooked egusi soup with curry and thyme unizik kwenu;(

was about resuming back to school while helping my mum in the garden so I saw this very fresh vegetables,i asked what it was and they said it's bitter leaf.na so I pluck the leaves plenty dodge go school not knowing the bitter taste has to be squizzed out before cooking,na so I slice am take arrange heavy bitter leaf soup,the worse thing be say I no even taste am before I begin distribute to all my longer throat guys for hostel wey don do eba dey wait for me.inshort I no go ever forget the gbege wey happen that day

Lovely Post Op, well as for me the only error I had then(2011) was Pap/custard making #TeamAlwaysWatery#Lol. But now am an expert on that even to the extent of tutoring other people #Godwin... As for other meals, I have long perfected on them ever since 2007, thankGod for the help of my Mum who is a Caterer and also my Dad who Encouraged me because where I hail from(Delta, Agbor to be Precise) Men are very good cooks #ItsJustInTheirBlood. Lastly COOKING IS MY HOBBY.

i love cooking that most of the time i go on line and google some Nigeria food and then i do try them out following the instructions.they do turn out fine but i would never forget in a rush when i prepared Sargetti back then in school, the food looked very attractive, i added 4-5 tin tomatoes to make it look reddish, but the end result was something else. My roommates all shared the hot food with me that night but by 12 midnight see them scampering for the hostel toilet,they were all purging. i must confess it wasn't a pleasant experience.

Mine was not cooking, but something else.
I was about 11. I was told to peel sweet potatoes.

I took the potatoes, knife and container with water close to where my parents were so that i could listen to their stories.

When I finished peeling the first potato I gave it a "bite". It tasted good. So each time I finished peeling a potato, I bit it to taste whether it was as sweet as the previous one. I was hearing my parents laugh but didn't know why...sometimes I joined in the laughter. Then dad asked why I was biting each potato...that's when it hit me that they had been laughing at me.

Since then I have learned to cook without tasting.

SisiNini:
Cooking is like carrying out an experiment with which you will definitely come out with a result (either good or bad). As a good cook, you would have paid your dues to 'burnt offerings', salty/peppery food e.t.c before becoming the Master Chef you are today...

Growing up, I remembered preparing Moi-moi as a surprise dinner for my parents... I peeled like 2 congos of beans and packaged it in just 4 nylons...#LOL... Dem no born two people well make dem finish one wrap... When I served my Dad, he was surprised cos the moi-moi was so hard and it was looking like a very big stone in the plate...

I also remembered when av not mastered how to prepare semo; OMG! I always boil plenty water and later divide it into two pots (as a quick alternative)... I do this in case there are big lumps in the semo... Na to quickly pour the whole content in the pot inside a black nylon and throw it in the dustbin before anyone comes... These are the period I always volunteer to empty the dustbin... #LMAO

My cousin told me about an incident whereby she prepared one nice vegetable and egusi soup... While waiting to serve her parents, she just discovered the pepper where she kept it... Cos her parents were already at the dinning table and to avoid reprimands, she quickly pour the raw pepper in the stew and serve her parents like that... She said I need to see the way they were drinking water that day... #LMAO

All these experiences make us the better cook we are today... Please, you are free to add yours... #Cheers

THE BEST WAY TO LEARN IS BY PAYING FOR ONES IGNORANCE, PERFECTION COME AT A PRICE.

candygosh:
I remember preparing moi moi once 4 my bf from home to take to him.

After gathering ingredients ( fish , crayfish, egg and all). I made a silly mistake. Didn't add groundnut oil to the blended mixture.
The moi moi came out good oh but u could still tell it had no oil. He just said pls stop saying you prepared moi moi it's ekuru. I wondered what that meant.

Funny I tried to warm it again and was so busy I forgot n d water dried and the plate started shrinking.

. Ekuru indeed

Watery Rice(terrible, the thing go end up tasteless from excessive addition of water ), over/under cooked yams, too soft semo with lumps . (Water; my only problem with cooking back then)

peterjero:

Yes o, I just discovered one small masterpiece no one will dare try to do, using periwinkle on stew is bliss.

Are u kidding me?

Perinwinkle inside stew...I'm not surprised this is coming from a guy.

And u even said bliss...hehehe.

cirmuell:
. Ekuru indeed

Sorry for my amebo,pls what is Ekuru?

AriDsexy:


Sorry for my amebo,pls what is Ekuru?

it's more like moimoi. Just that you won't add oil or any other ingredient except salt(while mixing), then you'll take it with a sauce.

ever poured kerosene into jollof spag(concussion)

cirmuell:
it's more like moimoi. Just that you won't add oil or any other ingredient except salt(while mixing), then you'll take it with a sauce.

Thank u sir.