Your plan Tuesday supper
It's already decided.
Six meals sit in your plan before you get home. Breakfast, lunch, supper, built around what your household actually eats. Tuesday's supper is banku and tilapia. Tap it and it opens.
ChopTime already knows. Your meals, planned around the food your household actually eats, with every meal opening into a proper recipe and every recipe becoming a basket at your door.
Six o'clock
somewhere in Accra
You leave work with nothing decided.
You open the fridge for the third time and close it again.
Somebody suggests rice. Somebody always suggests rice.
You order something nobody really wanted, and it costs more than it should have.
Then tomorrow comes and the whole thing starts again. It isn't that you can't cook. It's that deciding, every single evening, for a whole household, is a job nobody gave you.
The apps don't help. The global meal planners have never heard of waakye; ask one to plan your week and it hands you a stranger's diet. Delivery fixes tonight and leaves you exactly where you started.
ChopTime was built here, for here.The loop
Your plan Tuesday supper
Six meals sit in your plan before you get home. Breakfast, lunch, supper, built around what your household actually eats. Tuesday's supper is banku and tilapia. Tap it and it opens.
Tuesday supper Its recipe
Ghanaian ingredients, Ghanaian measures, timings that tell the truth. Twenty minutes of prep, fifty over the fire.
The recipe Your basket
The recipe already knows what it needs, so the basket fills itself. Market units, household quantities, nothing spare sitting in the cupboard.
Your basket Your door
Paid with Mobile Money, packed, and brought to you. Then Wednesday is waiting, and the plan has already moved on without you lifting a finger.
Plan. Cook. Shop. Again.
Meal planning
Answer a short taste quiz, no login, and ChopTime builds a plan from dishes your household already eats. Jollof, waakye, kontomire and ampesi, tuo zaafi, red red.
Five questions. What you eat, what you want more of, and how long you actually have.
Budget, time, household size, dietary needs, fasting. Settings, not suggestions.
It fills every slot across your horizon, and it will not hand you jollof four days running.
Every swap and every meal you cook goes back in.
Your planning horizon
Kitchens are not run in seven day blocks, so the horizon is yours to set. Plan from today out to wherever you need, and the plan keeps moving as you reach the end of it.
A week, a fortnight, a month, or the four days until payday. Set the horizon when you build the plan, and change it whenever your month does.
The quiz is the start, not the whole story. Every swap you make and every meal you cook sharpens what comes next, so the plan you get in month three is not the plan you got on day one.
The recipe library
Not a translated approximation. Ghanaian ingredients, Ghanaian measures, and the honest timings: a bundle of kontomire, three cups of fermented corn dough, thirty minutes turning banku over the fire.
Each one carries its own step timings, so you know before you start whether tonight is a thirty minute night or a two hour one.
See how it worksShop the ingredients
This is the part nobody else does. The recipe already knows its ingredients, so the basket is built for you: the right quantities, in market units, for the meals you actually planned. Pay with Mobile Money or card, and it comes to your door in Accra.
Cooking home food from abroad? The plans and the recipes work wherever you are. The shopping is Accra for now.
Coming next
Today ChopTime brings you the ingredients. Next, the finished dish: the same plan, the same recipes, cooked and sent to you. Put your name down and you'll be among the first households we open it to.
Households already cooking
I used to stand in the kitchen at seven o'clock with no idea. Now Tuesday was decided on Sunday, and the fish is already in the fridge.
What sold me was the market list. I stopped buying a whole bundle of kontomire for one meal and throwing half of it away on Friday.
My daughter is learning to cook tuo zaafi from it. The measures are the ones my mother used, not cups of something.
Take the quiz, get your plan, and never open the fridge hoping for an answer again.