“What is this again? Why does this look weird. Wait, maybe that’s a thing in Nigeria? No I don’t think so. None of my Nigerian friends have ever spoken about this before. No, he can’t tell me this has something to do with his culture. Should I throw this away? Of course the only place it belongs is in the bin. Okay maybe I’m just exaggerating for nothing, let me try it again. Ewww, what is this…. , blarghh, I better throw this up”
“Honey, are you still sitting behind the food?”
“Food? Food? Is this food for you? Can you eat this?”
“Ah! But you’ve eaten half of it already?”
“Yes, because I was still sleepy and too hungry from not eating last night and I didn’t realize what I was eating even though it was tasting funny in my mouth”
“What do you even want from me? I do this, you say that , I do that and you say this”
“I asked for simple breakfast in bed, not this? In fact I didn’t ask for it, I only said I would love to have a breakfast in bed treat”
“Yes? What is in front of you?”
“You tell me?”
“Looks like you want a perfect man, I have flaws, I can’t be….”
“Oh please! Oh please! This has nothing to do with being perfect. You do this all the time. I wanted breakfast in bed and you brought this…thing for me to eat….and you are now coming to tell me you’re not perfect blah blah….”
“Okay, I’m sorry, but it’s not that bad”
“Then come for it? Take this and eat it”
“But I’ve already eaten mine”
“Yes, have some more”
“No, I’m good”
“You’re good? You can’t eat something you’ve prepared?”
“You’re just overreacting”
“Don’t we have eggs?”
“We do”
“Isn’t there milo or coffee? Isn’t there anything for beverage?”
“Honey, I said I’m sorry”
“No, just answer me”
“Okay, there is”
“Come on! Then why did you make this? Palmnut soup(banga soup) with bread for breakfast?“
“Honeyyy!! But you love palmnut soup? And you also love bread ? And there was already some palmnut soup in the fridge, so….”
“So what? I do love palmnut soup but I mean if you brought it separately then I could have drunk just the soup, but you cut the bread into pieces and mixed it with the soup. ahhh I could even taste some oats in there. How else do you want me to eat this? take the bread pieces out? And drink the soup or how?? Tell me”
“Maybe you don’t eat this in Ghana but what if I tell you it’s a delicacy in Nigeri……”
“No no, Babe, I know this is not a Nigerian food, you can’t fool me”
“Okay fine! But it’s not that’s bad, I ate some. Honestly, sometimes I forget that I married a picky eater. I just wanted to bring your favorite soup and then I saw the bread and so I added it to give it that breakfast statement. You know? As I said, I even ate some and it wasn’t that bad”
“Babe! You know you can eat anything at all so you comparing how you feel about this food to how I feel is very wrong. Anyway, that was thoughtful but then this your thoughtfulness is expensive and could land me some stomach aches here and there. Please don’t do this again”
“Okay, I won’t but wait, it’s not even that bad.Oya! just hand me the spoon”
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