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Learning about Nigerian cuisine and culture

A ticket to Africa
By LINDSAY STERLING  |  December 12, 2012

YAM PORRIDGE Oscar Mokeme grins over a pot of a traditional Nigerian dish.
I was thrilled recently when the director of the Museum of African Culture offered to add another country to Immigrant Kitchen's culinary world tour. Last week Oscar Mokeme taught me how to make his favorite foods from Nigeria and gave me a guided tour of the museum. He is a 52-year-old father, grandfather, art collector, and traditional West African healer.

Mokeme's relatives mail him the specific ingredients he needs from Nigeria. As for how I would get them, he said, "The only way to get a good authentic yam is to go to Boston" — specifically, Tropical Foods Supermarket in Duxbury Square, Roxbury. Nigerian yams, unrelated to what we call yams in America, range in size from a ping-pong ball to a large sweet potato. They are not sweet. Oscar says yams are so important to Nigerian culture, people have yam banks like we have banks for money. I will also need to find at the market: crayfish powder, the seeds of the egusi melon, and palm oil, a red oil produced from the fruit of a type of palm tree.

Oscar peeled three pounds of yams with a knife and cooked large chunks covered in water in a deep pan. He added one diced yellow onion, tomato paste, rosemary, thyme, and a cup of crayfish powder. When the yams were soft but not falling apart, he opened up a can of corned beef and mixed that into the red broth. He couldn't find the right smoked fish here, but found that canned corned beef created the right texture. Once this was all hot, he called it "yam porridge." I'll admit the canned corned beef scared me. The crayfish powder, too. But yam porridge looked and actually tasted a lot like beef stew with potatoes, the crayfish powder adding a slight twist.

He used the egusi melon seeds, ground up, to thicken a different meat and seafood broth into a cottage cheese-like substance. To that he added chopped onions, chopped kale, and palm oil. He called this "egusi soup" and served it with his favorite kind of foufou, which looks like mashed potatoes but was made of brown rice flour cooked with water.

Oscar showed me some photos of his home in Nigeria. I was surprised. It looked like San Francisco with skyscrapers, cars, motorcycles, and highways. But it also is a place of culture rooted in more than 7500 years of history. He demonstrated one traditional healing practice (which he performs by appointment on Tuesdays and Thursdays) that he would use to cure a migraine. It involved him facing the sufferer, finding the source of the paine, and then channeling the migraine into an egg, which the sufferer and the healer held between them. Then the egg, containing the source of the ailment, would be discarded.

At the museum, I came face to face with stylized boobs, bellies, and phalluses, beaded wall hangings, ceremonial regalia, and statues. I found the exhibit shocking and exhilarating. I highly recommend asking Oscar to guide you through it. In addition to its regular exhibits, the museum is hosting a series of pop-up Haitian dinners (December 13 and 27, January 10 and 24, February 7 and 28, and March 7 and 28; $50) as part of its Haitian Voodoo exhibit. Lastly, drop by for drumming and music during January's First Friday Art Walk.

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