In addition to Banku, on my "Foods to Miss" List is Accra or Ga Kenkey. Everyday after school for nearly the last two years I've stopped by Abena (yeah, we are both Tuesday-borns so we've got the same kick ass Ghanaian name) for some Kenkey, Pepe, Okra, and Fish. Let's call it the Bay Area equivalent of the nearest Taco Truck. She is reliably present and always greets me with a smile and some piping hot balls of fermented corn.
Abena, you will be missed and your kenkey too:
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Abena and I enjoying our goodbyes |
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This is a detail of how Kenkey is eaten |
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