FOODIE 101

I am going to be joking a lot in this post but that doesn’t mean it’s not a serious post, it’s a very serious issue, food makes the world go round so I’m jokingly serious you should see my straight face now. 

The definition of a foodie according to most dictionary is a person who is particular about food. (you should see the big smile on my face). I’m a proud foodie! My love for food knows no bound. My brother says I need deliverance(lol). Asides the fact that I went to a catering school (I still intend to attend more culinary schools in the future, maybe I would even be a big time chef you know cook in aso rock or white house *big-grin)  I know some haters would do the “yimu” y”all should gerarahere!! 

There are foodies and there are foodies. I’m just going to talk about foodies as I have seen them.

1) There are the fit fam foodies which sadly I’m not part of because I’m on a sea-food diet, I see food, I smell food, I imagine food and I eat! Fitfam foodies are people who cook healthy food that contains no or low numbers of calories they eat things like leaf and the rest (*rolling my eyes).

2) There are the hipstar foodies:  these are people who often upload their meals on social media they learn how to cook these food on social media! They won’t touch that food until they have braged about how long they spent in the kitchen preparing the delicious colorful meal. Thanks to darling google. 

3) The DIY Foodies : why should we waste so much money on chinese food when I can make it at home? Their conversation always goes like that. They have little gardens they believe they don’t need to eat out paying so much when they can conveniently cook the meal themselves. I can be in this category sometimes but not all the time. 

4) The sensitive stomach foodie ; they can’t just eat anything anywhere, they love food but they are picky! I also fall in this  Category yes I do! I fall in all category Infact. I love ketchup but no way I’m letting the food attendant put it on my hotdog or add cheese or mayonnaise laye! Laye! Ko jo! I love my hotdog plain. 

5) The TV foodie: Don’t get jealous o but I also fall in this category!  I love to watch hell’s kitchen! Oh how I love how the head chef yells and yells! One day he will probably have his lungs replaced because they would fly out from so much yelling (LMAO). This category of foodie won’t even make that meal if it’s not cooked by a chef or shown on TV( maagi moments, knor shows and the rest). 

The list goes on and on but I will stop here. I am deeply sorry I can’t put up pictures for now (sad face), even my smileys ain’t working, but I am working on it, I have  food pictures on my phone, the ones I made of course plus the ones I stole from social media. I would let you come over and  see them if you send me a mail not less than 300 words convincing me you’re not a stalker or serial killer. 
None of my friends in school who reads this should come to my room for food please! I barely cook in school it’s zero  Percent convenient. The not so clean kitchennet  is far from my room and most times no water! Plus market is too far! That’s why home is truly where the heart is, especially my brother’s house, very comfy kitchen AC, TV and all the things that makes cooking fun! I better gerarahere before his wife catches me. 

Any foodie in the house should please send me a mail or drop a comment and let’s see how to make this Food court session bigger and better! Other comments are welcome too.

Have a blessed week ahead, keep smiling and stay thankful. 

NK’s DIARY (4)

NK’s DIARY (4).

NK’s DIARY (4)

Dear Diary,

I’m back again with my story, hope you don’t feel my stories are stories that touch the heart o. Anyway remember Mr hunk, mr nice charisma, intelligent, great job? Oh and yea mr baby mama! The one who dared me to get into a relationship just for the fun of it and break someone’s heart, but it won’t be him? What did you think I did? Let him be or go right ahead with my fling and was it successful? Well it was the latter but Ermmm it wasn’t successful…

Yes curse me all you want I know I wasn’t supposed to go ahead but I just wanted to see if I can break someone’s heart just has mine has been broken severally! This is the perfect scene where an elderly person draws ones ears and say I told you so didn’t i? I know you are eager to know all that went down I would gladly spill maybe it would ease me of this stupidity I have been feeling.

So I kept on entertaining him, kept on hanging around him, flirting with him but keeping my cool. I felt like a good girl turn bad bitch and to think I was only digging my own emotional pit chai I fell so so hard my bones are broken. I’m so sore from severe beating o! Chai I know you are laughing at me… in this my life and the next to come no more flirting with a baby daddy o! Infact no more fling, flirt abi whatever you call it. Little did I know baby mama was a craze woman I mean forget about her tattoos and eye and nose piercing she looked decent when she first approached me at the mall, she was wearing a pair of white jeans with a crop top which reveal her hand and back tattoo. Very pretty lady a size eight or there about and yes team light skin.

“Hi doll, I’m sogo’s sister” she said with the cutest smile, she stretched out her hand and I took it and said hi back. (Sogo is Mr hunk).

“I’m sorry to interrupt your day but my brother would kill me if I don’t do this for him. He’s told me a lot about you and really he’s tired of playing around. He’s asked me to bring you to him for a little surprise”

“OMG are you serious” I replied trying to hide my excitement.

See as I was happy! Finally! Mr Hard man falls! And he doesn’t even have enough courage to do it himself poor boy had to involve his sister! The next 10minutes it took us to walk back to the car pack I was blushing. So finally my tease and flirting got him, I already told him I was going to the mall to shop for underwear and teased him I would send pictures of myself in it when I get home. So the yeye boy could not wait ehn! Finally! All my tricks worked! Ermmm I’m too ashamed to even write all the silly things we chat about here and how I always “looked for his trouble” like he said.

When we got to the car pack, I recognize his 2014 Range Rover sports I was so excited. She opened the door and I did a quick search but could not see mr hunk!

“Where is he?’ I asked my mood changing almost immediately

“He’s waiting for you in hell idiot!” she replied and pushed me in. The girl driving was a lot thicker than her. Another girl was also in the front seat lighting a cigarette.

“What is going on here!” I asked forming angry. One hot slap landed on my pretty face! Chai! Jesus! Is this a kidnap? Have I been kidnapped? I see these things happen in movies but to me? Jesus this can’t be real I have been kidnapped!!!

“Next time u go sabi the kin man u go dey mess around with foolish ashawo!” the girl driving replied and turned on the ignition and zoomed out.

I thought it was a dream. Infact dear diary you should imagine what happened next o! They seized my phone my bag and covered my eyes, I was crying and mucus was dripping from my nose they kept on laughing and talking, saying so I’m not even a bad bitch yet I would be forming one on my chats with Sogo. I really don’t know which area they drove me to but it was a nice house and I recognize the interior from mr hunk’s pictures! They beat me no be small! I have been seeing nollywood do this but alas! Nollywood came to me! I was beaten and told to leave mr hunk alone!
The baby mama herself told me Sogo is hers and her baby alone and no ashawo would come between them.
No wonder he told me if I’m going to break anyone’s heart it won’t he him! I’m free to curse him shey?

I’m soo tired and my hand is numb from writing, how I got home? Ha another story for another day. I’m just so sad, I was just having fun and finding my way back to happiness but what do I keep getting? Infact heartbreak is better than this beating that I got. Dear diary I need to go and take my pain killers and as usual cry myself to sleep.