Jollof Rice Ghana の小説・ストーリー

Ethan said as he plopped down on the couch. "I miss him," Maddie pouted and they all chuckled. "Where's Luis?" Omo asked. "He's taking his nap." They enjoyed themselves by watching movies after which they all ate the food Omo brought. Jollof rice, salad and grilled chicken. She made it the Nigerian way and it was so delicious. But Maddie couldn't eat much because she had trouble keeping anything down. Omo also brought Cereal. This was Maddie's first time seeing that type of Cereal. It was a Made in Nigeria Cereal called "Golden Morn."

she mumbles. I laugh as we separate and get ready to check out the food that she brought, low-key worried that my pregnancy nausea might kick in. “I bought your favourite.” She teases as I open the bag. I squeal in surprise as I see Jollof rice and jerk chicken which was my favourite Nigerian dish that I have been craving. “I love you so much!” I give her a hug causing her to giggle. She makes her way to the kitchen to get plates and cutlery for the both of us while I admire the spicy orange rice in from of me.