Fu-fu

I'll take fu-fu and a Pee Cola. I'd already asked if they had beer or coffee. There's about six kinds of beer brewed in Ghana plus a millet-beer the locals home-brew that I heard Widmer Brothers are breaking out as their next summer ale. Sadly, a beer is hard to find. If there's no beer, why not enjoy the local pop. Pee Cola. Not urine, but rather a very common surname in Ghana. Although pee might taste better, especially if it was cold. Fu-fu is a whole different deal. It's pounded starch. cassava, plantain or yam pounded with a stick in a large stone pestle. When I say pounded with a stick in a stone pestle, I'm talking one of those third-world bent old lady with a 10 foot stick and stone bowl laboring in the sun you can only really appreciate if you've seen it. In ghana, if the food is not intriguing enough for you, you get to eat with your hand. Fu-fu may not seem exotic in its description but when you've seen it made, then grabbed up a handful of it, dipped it in some spicy stew and crammed it in your hole, the adventurous eater in you is fulfilled. That only seemed impressive until our kids asked for the grasscutter. You'll have to google that one; filter out lawnmower, steer towards large rodent.