Preparing my native soup// 01-06-2025.

Sunday, 1st June, 2025, was a beautiful day, and I was determined to make the most of it, starting with a delicious Sunday breakfast. My day began like every other, with a quiet moment of morning devotion to set a positive tone. Feeling refreshed and focused, I dove into my daily routine, starting with a thorough cleaning of the house.

After putting everything in order, I attended to my personal hygiene and that of my adorable two-and-a-half-year-old son, Princewill. Brushing our teeth together was a lovely bonding moment, and Princewill's giggles were contagious.

With our morning freshness sorted, my mind turned to the culinary delight I had planned for breakfast, a hearty native soup. To make this happen, I headed out to the market to purchase the necessary ingredients.

The vibrant market atmosphere was invigorating, and I enjoyed selecting the freshest items for my recipe. My shopping bag was soon filled with an assortment of goodies which includes:
• Dried fish
• Crayfish
• Saint leaf
• Periwinkle
• Palm oil
• Onions
• Maggi seasoning
• Achi (which would serve as a thickener) and
• Meat.

The aromas and colours of these ingredients were tantalizing, and I couldn't wait to combine them into a mouthwatering soup. Back in my kitchen, the cooking process was a labour of love. As the soup simmered, the fragrance wafting from the pot was incredible, teasing our taste buds and building our anticipation.

Finally, the moment of truth arrived, it was time to sit down and enjoy the fruits of my labour. I prepared a bowl of garri to accompany my native soup, and Princewill eagerly joined me at the table. As we sat down together, I felt grateful for this simple yet profound pleasure - sharing a delicious meal with my child.

The first spoonful of the soup was like a symphony of flavours, with each ingredient complementing the others perfectly. Princewill's eyes lit up as he savoured the taste, and his happy chatter filled the air.

In that instant, I knew that the Sunday breakfast was more than just a meal - it was a cherished memory in the making, one that Princewill and I really treasured.