Grandma and my Yam Porridge
Dear God, Whenever I find myself saddled with a deep sense of ingratitude, or an entitlement-to-success mentality, I remember my grandma and the 1st yam porridge I ever cooked. As early as was possible, grandma began teaching us how to cook but then she didn’t let us cook anything from scratch. We were always saddled […]
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