In May, I planted sweet potatoes in our greenhouse. They have grown like crazy, spreading foliage everywhere, even between the panes of glass and onto the vegetable patch outside. I'm not growing them for the roots, but for the leaves, which every good Liberian will know are delicious cooked with fish and rice:
The leaves and stalks are sliced thinly and fried with onions, hot peppers, water and a stock cube...
Meanwhile Sally fried sliced ripe plantains a la Mama Gina (oh how we miss you, Gina!)...
...and wolfed down by hungry Liberian and Brits alike.
Olly
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