Wedding Jollof

Two families. Two pots
One legendary Saturday

Her family swears by their recipe
My family swears by ours
So the wedding planning started
With a summit that ran for hours
Two head cooks, one kitchen
Smoke signals over the wall —
The elders proposed a cook-off
The couple proposed: serve it all

Because nobody wins a wedding —
Everybody eats
Two pots on one big fire
Two families, one street

Wedding jollof! (serve it all)
Two recipes, one dancing floor
Taste her side, then taste my side —
Then dance until they cook some more

Her pot. (sweet)
My pot. (sweet)
Both pots. (repeat)
My pot. (sweet)
Both pots. (repeat)
My pot. (sweet)
Both pots. (repeat)

Saturday came with two fires burning
Aunties competing with love
The DJ announcing each pot's arrival
Like champions stepping up
And the couple? We took one plate
Mixed both jollofs, half and half
Ate it before the whole reception —
The whole reception laughed and cried

Because nobody wins a wedding —
Everybody eats
Two pots on one big fire
Two families, one street

Wedding jollof! (serve it all)
Two recipes, one dancing floor
Taste her side, then taste my side —
Then dance until they cook some more

Truth is, that mixed plate was the whole sermon
Two histories on one spoon
Neither one erased, both seasoned
Sharing salt under one moon
The head cooks hugged by evening
Trading secrets by the fire
Next Christmas they're cooking together
The recipe merged. So did we

The head cooks dey plan Christmas now
The head cooks dey plan Christmas now
The head cooks dey plan Christmas now
One mixed plate, whole crowd watching —
Then dance until they cook some more

Two pots. One family

The head cooks dey plan Christmas now
One mixed plate, whole crowd watching —
Then dance until they cook some more

Two pots. One family
Recipe merged