Monday 30 May 2016

Sweet Kiwi... A self service centre that is worth the hype

Seriously, everybody I know that lives in Lekki has once tried to get me to visit sweet Kiwi or has mentioned it to me in passing. So yeah it kind of stuck in my head. So every time I left the office with my boss I always kind of passed there if we are heading to ikoyi. Two words will pop in my head... sweet. Kiwi.

Two things got to make me want to go in: the beautiful exterior and the fact that they supposedly sold only yoghurt which were supposedly healthier as they contained lesser calories. This is something that they promote, more like their pitch.

So on Thursday while going home with M, we decided to branch off and check out the place.

INTERIOR DECORATION: it has a very colorful inside with the main popping colours being pink and green set in a white background.  It really makes you want to eat something cold though.


STAFF: they had very friendly staff who didn't mind that we just about tried every single flavour they had available.  And they also gave us advice on which one would go best with which one. Aren't they just witches, like how did they guess our plight?lol


THE YOGHURT EXPERIENCE: after tasting all the flavours they had to offer, we got out our cups and proceeded to serve ourselves... I had just about three flavours... I had the Greek yoghurt with the zobo yoghurt and one that I can't remember while motun had the coco yam yoghurt with several others that I just cannot comprehend why she went for. Overall, we packed on a sizeable quantity.  Up next we went for the toppings! I had some Kiwi, grapes, waffle sticks, and m&m candy while motun had waffle sticks, oreos, I think grapes and a host of other things.  Lol.

Mine is the colorful one on the left...
Finally, our yoghurt went on a scale and our price was given to us which we duly paid for. I ate mine in the car and what can I say? I became a believer. It was heavenly. All my flavours blended perfectly and I finished mine before I got to oshodi.
As for M, she didn't like hers so much.  She complained that hers tasted bitter. Too bad. Maybe it was the oreos.  But overall, we agreed it was  a worthy treat that we would happily indulge in next time.

CON: I hated that there was no room for transparency as we never got to see how they arrived at their price.  It would be good if we saw the weight and the price ourselves.

DAMAGE DONE: both cups of yoghurt came down to #4350... not bad.

I recommend you give sweet Kiwi a try. It is a place for everybody. Have you been to sweet Kiwi? Please don't forget to drop your comments.

PS: I asked for a back shot. My beloved friend Motun  took this. Does this qualify as a back shot girl? I give up on her photographing skills. I love you still honey.


Yours truly,
The Lagos Rebel 😍

Together again... After 2 whole years!!!

Yes, you read the caption right. I finally met up with my two mains after 2 years. Like the last time I was with them was on my convocation day and then life happened. I went on to serve Nigeria while they stayed back and graduated.

I'm talking about my two sisters from different mothers... Nasa and Dinma. Quick history tho. Back then in my first year they were in computer statistics and I was in computer major so we got to attend most classes together. They were always together and I used to admire them from afar. Lol. But they HATED me like crazy cos they just didn't like how I rolled or maybe they were just plain jealous πŸ˜’ but anyway we kind of hooked up in my 3rd year after they had transferred to economics department. So I was now a year older than them in class. 😝. And in my final year we became sisters. They came through for me every time. I remember when I will be out and it would rain and they would go to my room and help me take down my mattress (long story bro) and how dinma made my hair one time and how I go to their room to eat and stuff. I love these girls, can you tell.
That's Dinma in the middle
This is Nasa

But hey we had not seen in years and we have been making plans to see but it just never happened. So when Dinma called me last week Saturday telling me that I must be at her birthday the next day I knew I had no choice but to show up. Lol. For lack of what to wear I dressed down... way down.

So I pulled up at Amazon spurs in the landmark building ready to ball and yea I met my babies. It was an emotional reunion for us but hey it was someone's birthday so we started off taking pictures.



Then we ate and shared stories.


There was a particular staff that attended to us.  He was so kind and attentive. Give it up for Luciano.  He was god sent. He never got tired of our demands. The staff at spurs also cheered Dinma and sang for her. It was so beautiful.

We ended the day at hard rock cafe where dinma had their signature drink called hurricane while nasa and myself had their mojito. I also had chicken logs and Mac and cheese. Delicious something. I even got to take the remaining mac and cheese and extra chicken wings home.

Here is to wishing Dinma a beautiful 23rd birthday.  I love you bitch and I am so happy for everything you have accomplished. I am also very happy that you are happy. You were too beautiful for Jones anyway.

Yours Truly,
The Lagos Rebel😍

Wednesday 4 May 2016

In case you missed it, the philosopher's muse art exhibition was DOPE!

So sorry this is just coming in but yeah, it has been on my mind to blog this but work and lack of a phone... well you heard me right, home girl is finally working. Yes bitch.

Lol... myself and Motun having being through hell and back arrived at the blue mahogany, Lekki phase 1 by some minutes past 7. Just in front of us stood Todun Obaigbo. Look, I hadn't seen Todun since ss3 in 2009 so I kind of panicked. I got nervous but with a little tug from Motun we went in to register our presence. Todun lit up. We laughed and complimented one another and we all gelled like old friends that we were. No awkward stuff. How sweet right?
After all that mushy mushy stuff, motun and myself went in for the exhibition proper. The exhibition was staged in a little white space/room and this room housed several forms of art by various artists.  I must admit that when I started out for the exhibition I had not expected to be wowed. But I was. In fact ,I clearly was not alone as the place was filled with young art lovers cooing and ahhing over the different art pieces. Owing to the fact that I got to the venue late, I couldn't speak with all the artists but the ones I did speak with had amazing stories to tell with their art.

Morountodun Obaigbo:
At just 22 years, Todun had a dream to put together this exhibition... and she DID! Go baby! It is so amazing that "other artistes like herself could relate to her dream and then make the dream about them too," Todun's workspace seemed scanty but in between planning this exhibition, she still managed put forth two amazingly detailed smoking pipes.

Now, Todun believes that smoking is an art and that smokers can choose to express their style by picking the right pipe. Her pipes come in wood, acrylic and plastic. I asked her if she was facing any challenges in getting her works out there and she cited two problems. She says the lack of efficient 3D printers and a mediocre plastic industry makes her work more difficult.
peep the detailed sketch of her works below:


Francis Sule:
I could not get any background detail about this artist but this work by him took my breath away. How amazing is this?
This work was inspired by sex, love and drugs. This art piece seeks to portray how often these three come hand in hand. It also hopes to depict how these can destroy or influence a human being. He emphasised that the lack of an eye colour gives off the impression that this painting could be me or you. Impressive stuff. Peep another work by him below. So surreal. Picasso stuff if you ask me.

Sadiq Williams: he was arguably the star of the night. Sadiq is an architect with a love for art. He just relocated from the UK and having seen the best of both worlds decided to put together a piece of work that lays great emphasis on the need for us to look beyond skin colour. He begins his story with 7 local peanut shells and 4 foreign peanut shells. The 7 peanut shells represent the western belief that the world was created in 7 days while the 4 peanut shells represent the yoruba belief that eledumare created the world in 4 days.  He goes further to explain that the foreign peanut breed represents the white man while the native peanut breed represents the black man. He adds that we don't choose ourselves and our race and so he is unapologetically black, this he achieved by including a faceless man in the art work. He makes me understand that as black people, we deserve to be respected and our values are important and thus should be embraced by whites too just like we embrace theirs. We went on to discuss migration.
He achieved this by mixing both shells in a rhythmic pattern. He says that over the years people from far and beyond have relocated and migrated to other parts of the earth.  How amazing?
when I inquired about his choice of colour, he added that his choice of gold/ silver represents people's or the world's value for these elements as they are often luxury items and denote wealth. He added that he wanted to add richness to his work. Sadiq is one talented artist.
Even Motun and myself could not resist taking a picture with the genius. We love!


Olufemi Orogundade: I finally caught up with this dude. He is also an architect but paints part time.  I guess one cannot separate an architect from art itself. Well, he does oil painting with a bit of acrylic. I found his paintings to be very real and something I can relate to.
This painting was inspired by the typical Nigeria graduate who isn't sure of what lies ahead for him.this is him or her frustrated with the labour market. This was me just recently. This is you.
This painting talks about life and death. How we are all tools in the eyes of our maker. The mighty hand above the creature spells impending doom. I don't know what to make of it though but it did appeal to me in an odd way.  This painting also features acrylic.
This painting tells a tale of love. Olufemi thinks it demonstrates how relationships bud, blossom and die and how a new prospect then comes into the humans life and then the cycle begins anew. This is very typical stuff.
I think Olufemi is a great young artist who pays great attention to little details.

If you could not make it to the philosopher's muse, you missed big time. Lots of drinks and small chops plus admission was totally free. Amazing stuff. Peep some other art pieces that were displayed.

Motun and I had an awesome outing. Peep us goofing around.
Your turn. Which art piece was your favorite? What do you think? Feel free to drop your comments.