Brown Gold

Ghana, formerly called the Gold Coast, is one of the world's mine for gold, you know that? Cocoa has also been a major incoming generating product for Ghanaians. My late grandfather (maternal side) was a cocoa farmer. I remember eating cocoa with my cousins from our grandmother's farm as a kid... Fresh cocoa handpicked from the farm, busy mouths and licking fingers......ooooooh! Oh, I'm loosing track of my thoughts with memories of childhood farm adventures... sorry! :) And soon, the world will be clamouring for Ghanaian crude oil.

We are one blessed bunch of people. I do hope we know that and appropriately show our appreciation to the Giver of All things. Oh, I hope so.

I'm gonna introduce you to one of our local products and I'm recommending it hands downs! No arguments...Drum roll, please....!

BROWN GOLD

This is natural cocoa powder, no sugar, no malt, no milk added but processed to retain the natural ingredients. For a sweet tooth like me, I normally add a lil' milk to my beverage to neutralize its bitter taste. But I don't even add sugar. So I've shelved Nestle's Milo, Ovaltine and all other beverage products for Brown Gold.

Nutritionally it's good for your blood. For ladies who try this product, you're likely to tell the difference at that time of the month.

BTW: I know the PR person for HORDS, the company which produces Brown Gold. She's gonna have to pay me BIG time for free online publicity! Hellooo.... where art thou? I'm waiting.....! LOL!:

Well, I'm only recommending a good food product... I've not yet found a side effect except a good sleep when taken at night as real, hot cocoa, especially without sugar! Take it from a sweet tooth! :)

hot Brown Gold + cool weather = my utopia world,
Lady Akofa.


My good friend... the first commentor has prompted me to add this: The farm trips were vacation days trip, to the village okaaay? Not my regular lifestyle, which is why they were fun trips to the farm. Sort of like the reality series, Survivor, lol! Now I'm making it worse.... Bye, bye! :)

Days of Rain

These are the days of plenty rain! The cloudy weather make for cool days.
Plus +++
I'm loving it all. Thank you, Daddy God!


"As long as the earth endures,
seedtime and harvest,
cold and heat,
summer and winter,
day and night
will never cease."

Genesis 8: 22

God bless ya,
Lady Akofa.

'Blogless' bringing you food-FULL links

It’s been a while I know. You definitely miss me too, don’t ya? These days, I’ve just been speechless, wordless… ‘blogless’, although there are lots things of happening. I have too much on my heart to share but just don’t know where to start from. If you ever come back and see mumbo jumbo on this blog, know where it’s coming from… hehehe!

So being ‘blogless,’ I would compensate by recommending these links, on one condition! You have to promise to return to my blog, okaaay?........ Deal?......... Okay, we have a deal.

At For Love of Cooking, the author combines her love of cooking, photography and blogging to create yummy looking posts. Do I see mouths watering? Hehehe! Have fun while you’re there.

And then check out Nududu for African dishes. While you are there, do note that a few recipes include unmeasured ingredients. That’s typical of most African cooking that I know, we just know what will be enough for any number of people. If you ask any African woman to give you a recipe listing quantities, you’re likely to get, “add a lil’ sliced tomato or pour a lil’ oil in the pan but not too much and let it sit for a while,” etc. The African woman just knows, hehehe! You get my drift, don’t ya? But that shouldn’t deter you from visiting Ndudu, and possibly trying out the dishes.

Talking about measuring and quantities, that’s one of the reasons why it’s seems exacting to cook foreign meals, apart from the unavailability of the ingredients. Getting out those measuring instruments and measuring out ingredients takes the fun away from the cooking process...sigh… but I would love to try out foreign foods more often soon.

See? The ‘blogless’ lady has said a mouthful!

Heeey, what’s for lunch?
Lady Akofa.