Baaba has gone on a few trips to Cape Coast and other places that are far away for various reasons. Mostly she has gone to funerals. Last week she went to a place that grows yams. These yams are sold in the streets and look like fat logs. But when you peel them they feel and look like potatoes. They even boil up a lot like potatoes. They do not taste at all like the 'yams' that are orange, yellow/orange, or red that are used for Thanksgiving dinner.
Baaba said that the yams that show up in Accra city are from this area that she went to. She has some good friends who gave her some fresh yams and she wanted to share them with us.
She came and prepared the yams (peeled the bark off, cut up and boiled) and then remade a cabbage stew that was left over and we enjoyed taking a hunk of yam and dipping it in the stew and eating both of them. It was interesting and fun. The nicest part was talking with a friend. I love playing with my friends.
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