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Finally. As a Ghanaian-American, my first trip to Ghana became less of a vacation and more of a return. Of course, I had to document my time in a 3-part video series focusing on my country's cuisine, my fathers first trip to America back in the 80s and our impromptu bonding experience in Cote D'Ivoire.

 

My father's old neighborhood. It almost brought him to tears to bring his daughters to his childhood hood. He told us about his first move to America in October 1972 and his enrollment in University of Maryland February of 1973.

Steps of my aunt's house, 2016

Steps of my aunt's house, 2016

OTAYO, 2016. My god grandfather

OTAYO, 2016. My god grandfather

I wanted to introduce traditional Ghanaian cuisine in my own way. This is true field reporting, no resources, no controlled set. Just a warm night in Abeka in front of my father's property.

 

Tombstone of Dr. Kwame Nkrumah, 2016.

Tombstone of Dr. Kwame Nkrumah, 2016.

Patio of memories at my aunt's house, 2016

Patio of memories at my aunt's house, 2016

Abeka Road, 2016.

Abeka Road, 2016.

LaBadi beach, 2016

LaBadi beach, 2016

Kwame Nkrumah Memorial, 2016.

Kwame Nkrumah Memorial, 2016.