zondag 28 november 2010

To go to Togo

On a Monday morning one might think “all I need is a good cappuccino and a ham and cheese sandwich and this day will be much better”. And then you walk to the nearest bakery and get it. And perhaps your day is much better. Or in my case you wait 5 days for the weekend to come, charter 5 friends, hop on the minibus and drive for 4 hours to Togo, land of delicious French food. Somehow British colonial kitchen combined with West-Africa turned into something quite gross. But French colonial cuisine combined with West-Africa miraculously turned into crevettes, ail, pain au chocolat et –whoohoo- baguette avec du fromage et jambon. I almost packed my 4 suitcases and moved. But then, around the corner of the patisserie, we found this creepy voodoo market:



















And a nice and very serious looking young man explained me how to make the ‘love medicine’. I will share the recipe with you as who knows when it may come in handy for one of you. Scrape some powder of the scull of a monkey and add some herbs and water. Put 7 drops in your right hand and whisper your name and the name of the person you love 7 times in your hand palm. Then -quickly- invite the person you love and shake his or her hand. And for sure he or she will fall in love with you right away and you will live happily ever after. Unfortunately he didn’t say which herbs exactly, so I have to do some research on that.