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Artist @iubizzle makes a Skype call at a chop bar. "Chale, imagine sey now we dey fit sit chop bar and Skype" IUB 📷: Nana Osei - 2017 #asylumdown #Accra #Ghana #Africa #iub #iubizzle #artist #skype #technology #newmedia #chopbar #facebookheadset #ipad #streetstyle #streetphotography #photography #dynamicafrica #everydayafrica #visiterlafrique (at Asylum Down)
Eating at chop bar, restaurant and party cause divorce, poverty and deadly sickness – Jesus Ahuofe reveals http://dlvr.it/S8yxKK
the music is way better here anyway #chopbar #burger #sazerac (at Chop Bar)
#chopbar #library #dining #eat #instagram #instalike #oakland #vscofood (at Chop Bar)
#bacon #eat #eatmorebacon #eatmorebaconsign #sign #chopbar #dining #eat #oakland (at Chop Bar)
#citrusandbeetsalad #salad #goatcheese #mixedgreens #shallots #fennel #chopbar #dining #dinner #eat #food #foodie #foodpics #foodphotography #foodporn #foodstagram #instafood #nomnom #tasty #vscofood #yum #yummy (at Chop Bar)
@oaklandchopbar French toast with @dogfishhead 90 min Ipa and good company cheers 🍻. #dogfishheadbrewery #90minioa #chopbar #latepost #brunch #craftbeer (at Chop Bar)
10:47//home p.m.
Home. The only place that makes you feel content. The complex streets filled with simple people. The humility in them, the option to walk out of your house looking a mess just to buy breakfast. The smiles on their faces. The compliments, the random conversations with strangers while you’re in line for koko or waakye. The chance to share a meal with people. The small bar filled with people from all walks of life. The joy on their faces as they enjoy their meals. The asanka overflowing with soup, meat and fufu hiding somewhere in there. Your only worry in the world is how you’re going to finish it all. The soup dripping down your arm. All the brothers and sisters who aren’t related to you by blood but are your mother’s children. Oh how I miss them. The joy that enters you once the plane lands. “Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your pilot speaking. We are now in Accra, Ghana, the temperature is.......etc.” The best words you think you’ve heard until you wake up in the morning to “TEA BREAD”, “SUGAR BREAD” ahhhh. Quickly adjusting to the change of currency. The horses at the beach that remind you of holiday picnics. Afrikiko, is it still open? Are the trains still there?
[Just Missing Home A Little Too Much]
