A long time ago in the village of Ipetumodu, there lived a poor woman. This woman was so poor that she did not have any soup for her eba. The eba is a starchy paste made from cassava flour and it is rather unappetizing to eat all by itself. Across the street from this poor woman lived another woman who cooked egusi soup every day.
One day, as the poor woman was sitting down to her only meal for the entire day, a small bowl of eba, the aroma from her neighbor's cooking wafted down through her window.
Perhaps she will be kind enough to let me have a little soup for my eba? she thought. So she took her bowl of eba and headed over to her neighbor who was busy stirring a big pot of egusi soup.