For the Igbos amongst us:

So, i took some Ukwa (and by took i mean i cupped some out of my Dad’s pantry because let’s face it, i miss eating Ukwa and he wouldn’t notice the “loss”) from my Dad’s house and i am treating it like gold. I am making some for dinner so when i come back, i can just microwave it and chow down. I also “took” some akau. Chai! I can’t wait to come back home and have dinner!