Mammito praises her husband, Mr Antonio Alani’s cooking skills in a heart-melting social media moment that’s got fans swooning over the Kenyan singer’s rare glimpse into off-stage bliss, crediting her mystery man’s kitchen wizardry for reigniting her passion for flavours she once shunned.
The funny woman, whose sultry vocals have lit up Afro-soul shows for over a decade, shared a cosy Instagram Reel yesterday, beaming as she savoured a plate of what looked like perfectly seared tilapia with ugali and sukuma greens, her caption spilling pure adoration: “I’m fortunate enough that my man is a cook; he is a phenomenal cook. He really makes me love food again. I never used to be a foodie.”
It’s a side of Eunice Wanjiru Njoki – better known as Mammito – that feels worlds away from the spotlight-stealing diva who once shared stages with Sauti Sol and dropped bops like “Nairobi” that still bump at Karen house parties.
In the clip, set to a mellow R&B track, she pans from her man’s tattooed forearms flipping spices in a sleek Westlands kitchen to her delighted bites, laughter bubbling like a simmering stew.
“Babe, this sauce? It’s got secrets I need to steal,” she teases off-camera, her eyes sparkling under the pendant lights. At 32, after years of jet-set tours and tabloid tangles, this feels like Mammito’s soft landing, a testament to love’s quiet victories amid the chaos of celebrity life.
Fans flooded the post with fire emojis and fork-dropping memes, turning it into a mini-masterclass on couple goals. “Finally, a celeb who gets it – good food fixes everything!” gushed one commenter from Mombasa, while a Kisumu foodie collective tagged her for a collab: “Sis, bring him to the coast for pilau tips!” It’s no small feat; Nairobi’s influencer scene thrives on filtered facades, but Mammito’s raw reveal taps into that universal ache for home-cooked comfort.
She spilt more in a follow-up story, admitting her pre-relationship palate was “plain porridge and protein shakes – survival mode from endless rehearsals.” Now? Her man’s menu – think jerk chicken tacos on Tuesdays or coconut-infused matoke surprises – has her experimenting with air fryer hacks and herb gardens on her balcony.
This isn’t just fluff; it’s a nod to Kenya’s evolving foodie frontier, where urban millennials swap street nyama choma for fusion feasts, and celebs like Bien Baraza peddle cookbooks while Nyashinski drops recipe reels.
Mammito’s shoutout shows a shift: In a city where workweeks wolf down quick bites from Java or Artcaffe, rediscovering joy at the table feels revolutionary.
Her beau, kept low-key with just a shadowed silhouette and chef’s apron, remains unnamed – fuelling sweet speculation from “Is it the DJ from her last show?” to “Bet he’s that quiet guy from her gym stories.”
Privacy preserved, but the praise? Loud and layered. As autumn vibes hit Nairobi with cooler evenings perfect for braais, Mammito’s cooking confession reminds us: love’s best ingredient isn’t grand gestures, but garlic and genuine grins.
With her next single teased for November – whispers of a love-laced ballad – expect more slices of this domestic dream. For now, her feed’s a feast for the soul. Who’s your kitchen hero?