Sukuma, the green culprit

They say, “show me your friends and I will tell who you are,” but I think it should be “show me your food and I will know who you are.” Come to eat off it. What does sukuma, a crucial greenery and ugali, our national meal, tell about a Kenyan? That he or she is cheap? Maybe. Cheap foodstuffs have a foolish way of showing off, like fake, cheap accents. Sukuma has this silly hobby of sticking between the teeth when you are in the mood for mouthing too much, laughing your cabbage head off to the last molar where a bigger chunk of sukuma is imbedded. Sukuma goes well with ugali, the most rudimentary of diets. And since it sticks out like green combat clothes ready to scare germs, it does not tell those curiously staring at you, not because you have suddenly become cuter, that your lunch plate was flowered with meat, basically matumbo They say, “show me your friends and I will tell who you are,” but I think it should be “show me your food and I will know who you are.” Come to eat off it. What does sukuma, a crucial greenery and ugali, our national meal, tell about a Kenyan?