Since I left Ghana to live in USA a long time ago, I had stopped eating a fee things mainly because they were not available in the USA. Since I’ve been back I’ve struggled a bit with eating things I used to eat when I was younger, almost like I’ve forgotten how to eat certain things and I am afraid of eating them. Thinking I may not like them.
But two days ago, I revisited this fruit called yoryie, I’m not sure if it has an English name.
you basically take a few of them, crack it open…then voila!!!
I am glad I decided to try some after my initial refusal when I was offered them.
As I ate the yoryie, I remembered my childhood with friends and how we would make a mess eating yoryie in yhe classroom and be yelled at and eventually punished for leaving the place dirty. I remembered how we would find insects in some of them and throw it at each other and just scream as if the insects wouls be able to harm us.
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