The chef and pop-up entrepreneur traced her family roots in the Ghanaian capital – and discovered a city fizzing with fresh food, art, music and views
For me, there’s a real mystery about Accra, as well as it provoking a sense of inquisitiveness. It means so many things: it’s where my dad is from, and half my family. I was sent there as a child for six months, before moving back to London, and then I returned as a chef in search of recipes for my cookbook, and stories for a memoir. In my eyes, my father had the keys to this Ghanaian kingdom and I was never given them. My most recent trip was about trying to find out who he is and who I am, through him.