The street food in Accra has been minimal in my opinion. I see women and sometimes men carrying loaves of bread, chocolate bars, purified water pouches, and meat patties in bins or platters that sit gently upright on their heads. I also see smoked fish stacked perfectly on the corner of tables lining busy roads and cases of prawns waiting to be dispersed to hungry locals grazing by. And of course, the occasional preparation of spaghetti! But, what always seems to stand out to me, are the eggs on her head.
A woman walked by us on the beach with a large round metal tray sitting flat on a bundle of fabric. From a distance the eggs looked overcooked with the albumin seeping out of the cracks on the shells. But, once I inched closer I saw that they were encrusted in salt. This sweet lady only had a few left sitting on one side of her tray, the other side a mound of eggshells just sat waiting to be dispersed. Maybe for compost?
Eggs are hard-boiled, cured in salt, and served whole until a hungry local comes by for a nibble. The eggs are then cracked, split in half, and sprinkled with onions and a delicious- most likely- spicy sauce. You can’t just have one either!