My love for ponmo (cow skin) is attributed to one of my big brothers but if someone must take credit for me always looking forward to eating ponmo then it has to be Mama Center. My days in Olabisi Onabanjo University (OOU), Ago Iwoye were never complete without having at least 4 to 5 pieces a day. They were always soft.
Now Mama Center sold food, rice precisely right in front of my hall back in the University. She also lived around and the painful thing was that she never cooked on Sundays. It is was generally hard getting food on Sundays in that town anyway and by the way GOD rested on the 7th day, so who Mama Center come be.
Even when I moved to another hall Mama Center’s food was a must before or after classes (if lectures ended before 3pm). She now had like a family friend who also stayed in my new Hall. Bamo is a crazy guy, just to put it out there but I love him. We always went to Center together before we headed to Campus. His meals were free.
Bamo called me on Saturday morning to tell me Mama Center had passed on. It was painful but GOD knows best. My OOU story cannot be complete without the mention of Mama Center.
Rest in peace ma’am.