"On becoming a Tantie"

All my life I was warned bout women like her—sad, lonely, grumpy, hardened women like her—that she was mean and unfortunate and only served to be mocked. To call a woman a Tantie has been the greatest insult to her youth and her attraction. But her(e) I am, standing too close to the flame, finding myself intrigued and enamored by this old lady with fat mama arms, home clothes and a half grey knot on the top of her head. 

How macafouchette bonded me with my new kitchen: A love story for home cooks

When I started looking at new places to live I had few deal breakers and must-have requirements for the space. A definite necessity was a gas stove. I must cook on fire. The food tastes so much better. You can control the heat much more easily and they work with all pot types. As life would have it, I ended up with an electric stove. And the kitchen and I have been off to a rough start. Today though, an unexpected quick lunch was the unspoken peace made between us.

The Homemade Doubles Debate

I’m not sure that any other country or culture is as fiercely protective of their identity, as Trinidadians are about Doubles. With the rampant closures and lockdowns, the barred bars, curfews and unemployment that have come out of controlling the Covid-19 pandemic’s reach, no blow has hit harder than the dismissal of the Doubles Vendors.