PROGRESS OBERIKO BLOG

Being May27, when she marks her golden jubilee, she celebrates her 50years of existence, commercialization, survival, thrive and haste! Lemme tell you about this city: “THE CENTER OF EXCELLENCE” - LAGOS STATE! Welcome to Lagos where you don’t ask questions as a stranger, else you get a dumb response or totally misled. Welcome to Lagos where you need to hold your change in a public transport else... you’re on your own Welcome to Lagos where everybody is automatically a “Yoruba”. Everybody speaks Yoruba to everybody. Welcome to Lagos where everybody in a marccopolo bus is shouting “Owa Oooh”! Welcome to Lagos where passengers jump into a moving vehicle... I almost fell off the bus the first time I tried that. Welcome to Lagos where everybody is always on transit, with or without a destination. Welcome to Lagos where cars are more than the stars in the sky.  Welcome to Lagos where everybody in a wealthy home have cars; even their dogs. Welcome

When I first saw them sucking, so many thoughts ran through my mind; I couldn’t help but wonder what manner of food that could be. Although I was very young, I could still replay the look on their faces whenever they sucked. I’m referring to the Calabar neighbor we had, whose kitchen was marked by the unique redolence. The aroma alone does a public announcement that they are “Calabarians”. I dunno if you’ve tried this sucking before; but my first time was with Afang soup. Afang soup makes no sense without  “suckables” in it. Omg...I lack words to describe. By now you’re wondering what exactly this thing is ... “Mfi”, as it is locally called, is simply unshelled periwinkles. It is mostly eaten by  Cross Riverians and Akwa Ibomites; and it is characterized by so much sand content. You can tell when someone is cooking with “Mfi” during the washing... The process is so tedious. Enough water and enough patience are the basic tools for washing, as it makes so much noise during