Ever since I went to Rome in 2008, my mother has been on my case for travelling solo without informing anyone until the last minute. She was particularly displeased when I went to Barbados this February and managed to have fun on my own. To top it off, my sisters and I are planning a […]
Powder Necklace: A Novel by Nana Ekua Brew-Hammond
This is a coming of age story that the African Women’s Book Club read a couple months ago. It would probably make a good young-adult fiction. The author is a friend of one of the members and we invited her for a book reading of this, her first novel. The book reading was held at […]
Man’s Inhumanity to Man
Last week Friday, a senior citizen in Hartford, Connecticut was struck in a hit-and run while crossing the street by two cars travelling in the wrong lane. Worse, although it was late afternoon and there were several pedestrians and other motorists around, the unfortunate man lay there in the middle of the road while people […]
Nostalgic Tastebuds
I recently had afternoon tea at the Four Seasons. Sitting there enjoying the scrumptious warm scones with clotted cream and lemon curd, and the delectable small finger sandwiches with fillings such as cucumber/cream cheese, and egg salad/caviar made me very nostalgic for good old English cuisine. Was that just an oxymoron? In recent years, I […]
Finally in Ghana
It was such a long trip. Delays States side as well as with my connection in England. Landing in Accra was not as magical as it was 6 years ago, maybe because of all the stress of travel, and my nervousness. I stepped off the plane into a cool but humid Ghanaian midnight, NOT the […]
What is My Deal With Mangos?
I don’t remember when my mango obsession begun. Most of the wild mango in Ghana are the small yellow-skinned, “hairy” kind that are best enjoyed as so: roll mango on hard surface or in palms to soften, bite off the skin at the tip,suck the living daylights out of the mango – I mean […]
Most Dreaded Question: Where Are You From?
As I contemplate the purpose of this blog, I have to ask myself, “who am I?”. That instantly reminds me of the question I most dread to hear. “Where are you from?” Why does everyone want to know where one is from? Why don’t they realize that for some people in this world, that question […]
A lover of mangoes. A woman - smart, without pretense, lefthanded, Afropolitan - navigating this thing called life. An unapologetic believer in social justice and karma. Choosing to radiate positive energy and be true to myself. Here, my musings.