“I am open to new ideas and advice to make this market possible, and I am doing it to inspire other Africans with great ideas not to feel afraid of doing them, as change begins with us,” said Martin, who works at the Meridian Post Office and at Micron Technology.
Josee Mpoyo, his wife, also added that “with massive job losses and struggles of employments, it is better for Africans and other refugees to start thinking of other options they could do to keep surviving here. Things that would save other refugees and bring our culture to the American population “
The Market is in its early stages, but already has a variety of African traditional foods. From the traditional African steppe food Cassava meal, or Fufu, to the most lovable central African vegetable called Cassava leaves, or sombe. The market sells Red Palm oil which is the most used cooking oil in Africa, called Mawesa in Swahili, Halal meat and even the variety of worms that are found in Central Africa known in Swahili as Tukumombo and in Lingala as Mbizo. Both languages are spoken in a number of Central African Countries.
This African Market is located on Orchard Street and Martin and his wife Josee are working at the market most of the hours and would be pleased to have your presence and critics and would answer any question you may have.
It was basically my last meal. We missed the farm tour all day, but managed to make the supper.
On Sunday, Global Gardens, a refugee community agriculture project in Boise, hosted a farm tour. The project is coordinated by the Idaho Office for Refugees, where my wife just started working last week. Participants visited three gardens, the Somali Bantu Community Farm, the African Community Developement Farm and King of Glory Community Garden on Maple Grove.
We arrived at the King of Glory Lutheran Church, just before sundown Sunday. It was sundown on Yom Kippur Eve, a Jewish fast day that had been looming before us all afternoon.
So I was at a global farm celebration at a Lutheran Church on the night of Yom Kippur. Doesn't get better than that.
We ate peach salad, with cherry tomatoes and cukes, chicken and white bean chili with roasted tomatillo salsa and cheese on top and bread with herbed butter. For dessert, they served an apple pie with maple whipped cream that was very tasty and not too sweet. Nearly all of the ingredients were locally procured.
After supper, as the sun set on the Boise Bench, we walked out back and checked out the garden behind the church. I've noticed that all the refugee gardens have done much better with their corn than I did. We only got a few ears of sweet corn. I understand they are growing mostly field corn, but it seems to grow much better here. Or there is some secret, like watering it more, that I'm missing.
I think it is time to call an international agriculture symposium in Boise. We have growers from all over the world here now and we should be trading tips. And seeds.