Reggie Yates: When I was an inmate in Texas, breakfast was disgusting

The actor, DJ and documentary maker on dieting with Siberian models and loving a cheeky pina colada

I went to Ghana for the first time at four or five years old. My mother wasn’t with my father any more and it’s a holiday she took herself, me and my sister on. As an adult I’ve been a few times. I went back there for a documentary on the world’s largest e-waste dump in Agbogbloshie and I took our director to eat street cuisine, breakfast and soup, which at home is thrown together by the women of my family who rule the kitchen with an iron fist.

I remember being really young and dancing in the kitchen in north London for my mum, who always cooked to music. She had her old Sony ghettoblaster, which she kept just to the left of the cooker and it was covered in splashes of oil, tomato and the basics of west African cooking. A lot of my early memories are of her preparing food while playing everything from Bowie to reggae.

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