Top 10 Nigerian Food list.

Hello guys, wetin dey shele? Hmnn, I have gist for you people. Recently, there was a riot!!! Stones thrown, tongues firing, heart burning, fingers bumping as words were typed about the top Nigerian Rappers list that was released a few days back. Then it was followed by the Top comedian list which caused another riot!!! Again, Stones thrown, tongues firing, heart burning, fingers bumping as words....... OK well you get the point. Well I was not interested, so I stayed away from it, but I was really annoyed that I couldn't get into the action. I started to think about what could get my blood boiling enough to rant about a list on my social media. I didn't have to search for too long , the answer was right in front of me. As if it was not obvious enough, I was about to put it in my mouth, FOOD.
You see I love food, I think it's the best creation of God and I have my weight issues to prove it. Anyways back to the matter, based on my credentials, I think I am qualified to give my top 10 Nigerian foods, so here we go.

White Rice and Stew

10. White Rice and Stew - Well, Well, Well, I don't think I have to argue, how popular this delicacy is with Nigerians. This is an everyday option for food. I can eat it, in the morning, in the afternoon, in the night and even the midnight!!! Although, it is an everyday food, it is on this list as an honor to filling the stomach of a lot of Nigerian people. Recipe - Tomatoes, Groundnut oil, Onion, seasoning, protein (beef, fish, chicken etc) sauce.

Nigerian Entertainment Awards (Subjective Review) featuring Regular Folks Fashion moments

The 8th Annual NEA Show was held in New York, on the 1st of September 2013. I had been excited for weeks and researched all I had to, on the previous NEA award shows. With my believe in Jinxing, I thought it would be better if I reduced all that excitement and kept my expectations low for the award show so I could enjoy it. Wearing a Virgos Lounge dress, my two other friends and I were about 10 minutes late for show due to the New York traffic.

My Friend and I

When we got to the venue, we were confused exactly as to where or whom we were supposed to present our tickets to, we eventually asked around awkwardly and found our way to the right person. After that, as we proceeded down the stairs, I saw Rita Dominic, cameras, and bright lights, so I assumed that was the red carpet part. Before I could make sure it was, we were rushed to the other part of the room, by a Man who was at least kind enough to help my friends and I down the stairs by holding our hands, on some if you're going to rush me, make sure I don't fall, and  if not it's going to be a problem, red carpet or not (Okay maybe not as glamorous as I'm making it out to be, but let me have my moment.)

 We finally found our seats, with the help of an usher, so we sat and waited, and waited and waited some more. After a really awkward encounter (I will gist you pips later), 2 hours later from 7pm that the show was scheduled to start, 'we started'. The sad part was as Basket mouth who was the host of the show stated, the surprise would have been if the Award show started on time.

Basket Mouth was a really big success as a host, from his jokes, to his honesty, and just his relatable capability, NEA executives might want to stick with him next year. As a host, he was able to carry the show and keep the audience interested and involved, he was excellent. He did not shy away from criticizing the organization of the show, the performance value of the artist and even the laid back attitude of the audience, he even gave his award out, hinting at the shownbeing rigged, which was OBVIOUS. Let me not give all the credit to Basket mouth, lets move to our artists.

Big names in the house included Rita Dominic, Iyanya, Emma Nyra, Ramsey Nouah, (who I didn't even know was there), Sean Tizzle, Olamide, Dammy Krane (who I fell in love with), Muna and Ice Prince. Shey I thought Burna Boy was coming? ehn?  With this said I'm going to dear our wonderful artists that performed to persuasion.
Dear Artists,
         I dey support una music, I even sang along to most of you during the award show, even when you changed the music, because you thought we didn't know the particular song *cough cough* --> Sean Tizzle. Just incase you haven't noticed we are moving to a new age, where most of your earnings will depend on your stage performance and endorsement, even with International artists (Hollywood). Nigerian artists should be the first to understand how to work this system, since you artist had, and have never depended on album sales on the case of piracy, to make money. This leads me to wonder why a lot of Nigeria artist lack stage presence?? It's really not enough to have one day of practice, because it shows in your performances. Even with artists, that their dancers were just, 'off key, off sync, just plain bad, Jesu Oba chei, for an award show?? Why, oh why?

Yours sincerely,

 

A fan.

 

Artist that came at the top for me were Dammy Krane, Olamide, and Iyanya (he pointed at my friends and I and called us sexy, I mean why won't he be at the top for me.) The ladies of the night Niyola and Emma Nyra, also gave me something to sing along to. There was this upcoming artist (picture below) that came out with a masquerade, very wonderful dancers, a female and another male, I also loved this performance, but just like some of the New artist that performed I didn't know their name or names, I mean at one point I thought Vic O was performing because that is what I thought I heard. Which leads me to the organizers....

 

I want to be quick about this because this entry is long enough. Firstly, this award ceremony had a lot of good moments, don't get me wrong clean room, great host, some nice celebrities, and a lot of funny moment even when that guy said EH HE HEA as NEA etc. Now apart from the show starting late, there was no reason for the audience standing up every time to go out of the room, during performances, during presentation, every time!!. I'm not talking about three or four people, I mean like 20 or more people were moving in and out at every moment of the

show. There were a lot of breaks going on which even Basket mouth apologized for, but you guys could use those breaks in the future, for audience to go in and out of the show, if need be. Now Red carpet? Red Carpet! This really can be used as an incentives for people to come to this show. Make them feel like celebrities for one night, let there be Red carpet moments for regular folks and secondly it'll make people not dress like they're going to Ikeja market to this award show.

 

There are many more suggestion but ya'll will have to employ me for that, *wink wink*. Eh he, before I forget, dear organizers don't you think it's obvious enough that we know the award was rigged to suit the artist that came from Nigeria or at the show and some of those awards given out yesterday, could be left off the live show, seriously.

Lastly, the audience, awon formers haha, the audience were more warm than I thought, believe it or not. If anyone knows anything about the Nigerian audience, you'll know they are very hard to please. In total, I did have fun at my 'chair' with my friends, as we did the entire bit, screaming, clapping, dancing and everything. I'd like to think I was part of the fun audience.

 

If you think I left a lot of criticism from this show, remember that this is the 8th Award show, emphasis on 8th, there is still a lot of room to improve.

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NIGERIAN ARTISTS TO SHINE YOUR EYES FOR

"You want to go to study acting? ehn? For where? with my money?.. If after you go to the university and study medicine and want to become an actress that one is your business, but not with my money, you understand?" My mother said....

"Yes mummy," I said..

That was the beginning of my many crushed dreams. I still think i'll become a Nollywood star someday, because I have the nook for it and don't think it's ridiculous. Judge me all you want, more or less. The problem is, I still have to wait a little longer and while I wait, I have my interest dug and buried in the Nigerian Entertainment Industry. Lately, I have noticed some people that have peeked my interest and here they are:

(P.S You might want to pause the playlist at the top)

Chronicles of a Nigerian International Student (Part 2)

.... I fell! I was in class still thinking about what had happened minutes ago, so embarrassing! I would never forget this event in years to come. I felt that was the beginning of me grasping a little of what my mother meant when she said. "America is, everybody for themselves, if you are lucky to have a family, it's every family for their selves " she said. Just like an initiation ceremony, my mother continued with a series of "In America we... People in America do ......., and that is America for you" chants, she rendered.

"Hello everyone, this is Math 1000, welcome" A black, short, "big boned" woman said standing in front of the room. This class was a mix of white, Black/ African American, Asians and what I referred to as 'Spanish' people. The class was moderate in size, but compared to the classes I had seen at UNIPORT in Portharcourt, it was small and very intimate. There were individual chairs-table, which in my opinion was just another sign of individuality that America forces you to be. Hence my confusion as to why the chairs-table were so close to each other, that I thought if I leaned back to relax in my chair I would headbutt the person behind me. This sitting situation was just the beginning of the awkwardness of the situation. It was very quiet in the room; a sort of quietness that is very loud. Loud with the sounds of judging eyes wondering curiously, dissecting.

Nighjerian Entertainment Weekly (Episode 2)

Catch up the top Nighjerian Entertainment News from last week with an opinion on it........ Did you miss last week hot gists?
Take a moment, pause the music at the top and catch up!

ARE YOU NIGERIAN ENOUGH?

HUMOR ME TAKE THE POLL!!



I know, I know, am I serious? Lend me your ears, i'll give you them back soon...No seriously, read the article out loud, it's more enjoyable..

 'Im Nigerian!'
and I take it very personal when someone questions my 'Nigerianess'. I think it's my arrogance, because in my head I come first place as a Nigerian, I mean it's not a competition or anything, I know. In fact, some people might even say i'm delusional, that I can claim their Nigerianess and join to mine if I so please, because they don't want theirs. I don't care... Anyway, since I come first place as a Nigerian, you can imagine how taken aback I am, when someone feels the need to tutor me on how to be Nigerian.

Nighjerian Entertainment Weekly (Ep 1) - Tonto falls, Jim Iyke's ex inte...

Did you miss last week hot gists? Catch  up the top Nighjerian Entertainment News from last week with an opinion on it........
Take a moment, pause the music at the top and catch up!

Chronicles of a Nigerian International student (Part 1)

Grrrh it was so cold, I hoped I would find a seat next to the window on the train.

"Ticket please......? "

Huh? what does this one want?

"Ma'm Ticket"

"Oh sorry, take.... Thank you," I said.

Union, Precious, you're stopping at union. You better not sleep and miss your stop. 

I got the window seat I wanted, now I hoped someone who smelt like fish, won't sit close to me, like the other day.
Taking the train to school had turned out to be very therapeutic for me, which is odd because I had been in America for only five days. Regardless of that, I really needed time for myself to take in this new country that I was struggling to like..

It was snowing that morning, and here I was in the 8:15 a.m train which I made without the help of my mum. I stared outside the window, and I thought it was remarkable that with every stop the train made, the color of the snow was different. It ranged from the sort of nice looking white snow that I watched on TV in Nigeria to the dirty lump of black ice that I had never seen on TV, either way it was fascinating. I gained a new respect for America, with their ability to hide their slumps from the world. If I told my friends about the dirty snow, they wouldn't believe me, because to them America was heaven that didn't have sand on their roads....

To Pout or not to Pout?

I hate taking pictures, and pictures hates taking with me. In fact, i think i should win the record for the most not-so-photogenic person ever... Okay i might be slightly exaggerating, but honestly why do i have to take a 100 pictures of the same pose before i can pull out one picture that i really like? It's either that i am not accepting of the fact that i look like those 99 other photos or picture taking is really not my thing...

Instruction -->
- Keep your face straight
- Poke your lips far enough to notice the 'juiciness' or plumpness of your lips.
- Raise your eyebrows up (based on preference)
- If you are very bold, while your lips is poked out, move it to the left or right depending on your choice. - - Now take a picture of it and you'll end up with a duck face, kissy face, pout whatever you might know it as.

You should generally end up looking like the first picture, not the second. If you attempted the side pout you should look like the third picture..

Americanah Not so typical Review

'In my very American way of starting sentences' So one day, I checked my twitter and this guy, this really cute guy (Ebuka, the dimple, as I like to refer to him) that I like to admire from afar was talking about this book that I had been hearing about, so decided to check it out... 

Americanah! Americanah!! Americanah!!! I really enjoyed this book, where do I start? It addressed issues on race, family, love, hair, immigration, relationships, culture and self discovery. It was set around the love story of Ifemelu and Obinze, explaining the journey both of them passed through. Adichie exquisitely blended issues on race, immigration and hair, into this love story. The book was set in Nigeria, London and America.

As a Nigerian reading, I can't begin to explain the experience, feelings, and emotions that I established with this book. I was in heaven and this book was my mode. I had this feeling because, someone out there, told a story so close to mine, with such conviction and that meant the world to me. It felt surreal that the writer was speaking a language I understood, that the context I was creating in my head while reading the book was close to what the writer was thinking while writing. I enjoy foreign books, but while reading I knew my imagination, my perception of what I was reading was far from what the writer was explaining. I had grown to accept those boundaries because that was all I knew. Having that this is the first book I read by Adichie, those boundaries were broken and I loved it.

The strong point in my opinion in this book, were the extra ordinary attention to details, Adichie incorporated. Adichie expressed that it took five years to write the book, and I saw why. She created a very strong description of characters, settings, context, and the necessary background information for the readers. She did not compromise details, culture and language for the readers that might not understand, because she used an abundance of that in the book.

I often got tired of reading the blog entries and details in the book, because I was more interested in knowing how the characters Ifemelu and Obinze would end up (yeah I am a sucker for romance). Did I read the blogs? yeah! I did. Even though I wanted to skip through them sometimes, I still did. The blogs challenged some of the life philosophies I was building on,philosophies I had come to accept. 'America had made me "lazy" with my dreams, self worth, and expectations. While i'm on the topic of things I didn't like, I absolutely hated the ending of the book. It was a mixture of knowing the book had ended... well, let me correct that,  it was MOSTLY that the book had ended and knowing that I was not satisfied with how Adichie left me hanging with the undeveloped ending. I cried! No I really did, 'in my American way of ending sentences.'

If you have read the book, what do you think?