Shout out to all those peeps who lived in Mile 12, my first visit there was a very memorable one, as i had gone to spend time with family i always longed for holidays there, it was a Polygamous house with loads of children, as a kid that made it fun for me, However there was something about them that was different from home, they always bought food outside. My first Saturday witnessed a scene, everyone was busy anticipating the arrival of some food hawkers that sold beans, of all things to anticipate it should not be beans i though to my self. it looked strange to me because my Mum detested the act of buying food out, i had made up mind not to eat, then these togolese women came, the next decission i made was followed by the aroma that filled the atmosphere a quick “Yes i want o ” was the reponse i gave to my cousin, i never belived beans could have such a tanterlizing aroma,, and since then i fell in love with the “ewagonyin” recipe.
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