Baskadia

Food, a must for everyone to survive,

Food, an item of sibstance,

Food, the pillar of existence,

In Yoruba land, where flavors entwine,

A journey of feast full of food and wine,

Amala with ewedu, gbegiri, and eran igbe, a journey Smoothly embarked,

savours with mouth licking,

Three times a day, the ritual complete,

Amala with ewedu, a dish to repeat.

Gbegiri's creaminess, ewedu's verdant hue,

With eran igbe, a feast so true.

Iyan and egusi soup, a hearty delight,

Fufu and efo riro, a flavorful flight.

Semo and efo riro, a match so true,

Yoruba cuisine, a rich and colorful view.

Eba and obe ila, okra's tender lure,

A bowl of comfort, tastes so pure.

Ikokore by Ijebu's skillful hand,

A tantalizing dish from this culture.

Amala funfun with gbegiri and ewedu,

Ewa aganyin's flavors, they never subdue.

Adalu, where ewa meets agbado,

A dish so cherished, in every abode.

Moin moin, steamed in leaves so green,

Sapala's taste, a secret cuisine.

Obe epa, groundnut's savory loop,

Obe ata, pepper's fiery troupe.

Ila alasepo, a blend of greens so fine,

Ogi, the pap that's oh-so-pure

Eko ati ole/moin moin, delights untold,

In Yoruba cuisine, stories are unfold.

From street-side vendors to family's care,

Yoruba cuisine, flavors beyond compare.

A journey through traditions, ingredients so pure,

In every yoruba cultural race, we savour to the end of the meal.