Ah ìyàn funfun, king of the swallows beckoned to me in Ekiti man’s land

I must heed your call before I enter Ado Èkìtì

Gastric juices don dey para for man belle

Your union with ọbẹ̀ egusi, omu ẹran and ọ̀kẹ́rẹ́ patiently submerged in ọbẹ̀ ata river, no man can resist.

Ah, èkó àkéte, ìlú ọgbọ́n

Where the best culinary option is presented to you as soon as you wake up

Ẹwà agọ̀yìn plus it’s peppered sause marching in formation with the quintessential Agege bread

Now you are ready to dare the traffic jam at Oshodi òkè.

Hmm, Ẹ̀gbá Ọmọ Lisabi

Where ofada rice, goat meat and Yoruba peppered stew was given to me

Sweating and smiling like a world cup winner one hour later

I joined them in singing “máa yọ, máa yọ, máa yọ ó, lórí Olúmọ.

Urhobo Wado, the Land of my waters

Where you eat hot Ukodo spiced with pepper and goat meat

Make sure your Usi and Banga soup is served hot too

Your stomach will personally thank you later for treating it well. (Belch)

I don’t want to start any food battles between the Yoruba’s and the Tiv’s

But Pounded Yam in Makurdi is different from the one at Ilesa

Some love it soft, some prefer it hard

Keep your opinion to yourself, Oga wash hand and chop.

“Chop life, na you dey work the money” a bearded man told me at Enugu

So I ordered for Isi Ewu and one chilled malt

I cannot come and kill myself” said the bearded man continued as he sat opposite me

He demolished six packet shirts with Olubu soup, downed it all with some Tombo liquor.

I can’t forget the Land of Rex Lawson and Ijaw man’s Keke fieye

Yellow Sisi served yellow Garri and native soup brimming with crayfish, periwinkles, at Ekeremor

While Nigeria battles Ghana in Jollof wars

Rivals no dey for us for the boli and dried fish department except you neva reach Circular road for Elekahia.

There is rice in Kano I was told

This is the oracle that gave birth to fura denunu

You have not seen skill until see Adamu pouring hot tea from cup to cup on a cold harmattan morning

With boiled egg, bread, and tea standing by that is if you refuse to vote for indomie.

Wakawaka throway me put for Efik land

Dem serve me Afia fere I no sabi road to Port Harcourt again

Edikainkong na big man there for those wey sabi

Well, service don finish, make we sing Akanam Nkwe, while we all head up to Iya Nofiat for some Amala fele fele àti gbégìrì aláta suẹ suẹ.


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Esu Reuben · July 4, 2020 at 6:59 am

Kai when did you shot that banana island bridge, kai I dont have such pix. I heard that police dey worry photographer to snap.

    Ovyay · July 4, 2020 at 7:02 am

    Na Lekki bridge. I applied wisdom but it wasn’t easy. Point and shoot style.

Ovis · July 4, 2020 at 7:04 am

Now I’m Hungry Lol

    Ovyay · July 4, 2020 at 7:06 am

    Ìjẹ̀bú gàárì loading 😂😂

    Benedicta Saroh · July 4, 2020 at 2:01 pm

    This post made me hungry oooo

      Ovyay · July 4, 2020 at 2:52 pm

      Benee, I will organise buffet for everybody🤣🤣. Thanks

KG · July 4, 2020 at 7:17 am

On a cold morning like this fresh fish pepper soup with boiled yam would be nice. Ekpankwukwo, hope I got the spelling for lunch. Na wa o. Which kind of thing is this now? I’m hungry ooo

    Ovyay · July 4, 2020 at 7:20 am

    Just close your eyes and imagination will serve you a hot plate of Ekpan😂😂😂

Lope · July 4, 2020 at 12:43 pm

Nawa ooo, which kind thing be this now? 😂😂. I woke up to this poem this early morning and it’s going to leave me craving for the rest of today 🙄.
Now that Ofafa Rice alata suesue don dey hungry me 🤔…. wetin man go do oooooo Chai!
Sir, this one you do me this early momo no too good o.😂

    Ovyay · July 4, 2020 at 1:45 pm

    No vex, I don repent. Sugbon that ofada , o talenu , o JA mi lara je😂😂😂

Milla · July 4, 2020 at 4:04 pm

The pounded yam for Makurdi no be for small children ohh…..I tasted it on a very fateful morning and didn’t need to eat anything till night ….

    Lope · July 4, 2020 at 4:38 pm


    Ovyay · July 4, 2020 at 5:12 pm

    Haha, you are correct. After eating, just close for the day and go to sleep.

Dabira · July 5, 2020 at 1:10 pm

I’m salivating already oo😅

    Ovyay · July 5, 2020 at 4:24 pm

    Dabiscoco 😂😂😂

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