Welcome 

You'll find the garri with the right grain here. The smoked fish that actually smells like woodsmoke. The bazin you press the night before a wedding.

We opened [Nom de la boutique] because we were tired of driving to [Atlanta / autre ville] for a decent bag of fufu flour. So we built the store we were looking for ourselves.

Inside, it's laid out like a market back home — groceries, spices, fabrics, black soap and shea — with the part that usually comes with it. Not sure which flour holds the sauce best? Ask. Torn between two wax prints for a naming ceremony? Show us a photo of the outfit. Making your first pot of egusi a long way from your mother's kitchen? We'll write the recipe on the back of your receipt.

And when it's time to send money home, we sit down with you — we're an authorized Ria agent. Come by. Or call. Someone picks up.