ronan posted:Tola posted:Labba posted:Django posted:Tola posted:caribny posted:Also dasheen (both the root and the bush) and breadfruit were brought in from the Pacific to provide additional locally grown food sources for the enslaved peoples in the Americas. I doubt that many Guyanese know this.
Thanks CARIB, I have not heard the word dasheen for decades. Our mother used to prepare it for us.
Bhai, you stirring a lot of emotions hea and I am not a young kid.
Tola,
Do you ever had young tanya leaves chopped up and cooked with coconut milk, that's the best.
I prefer tanya and eddoes any day before Irish potatoes, don't get them here.
Tania baji is de bess wid coconut milk and lil fresh wata shrimp like dem catchman shrimp. Dem man doan even gat that now in GY. Dem doers like Baseman and Yuji and Rev boast bout replace all de bandin with fertilizer. Dem Basemanite, Yujiite/Revite doers kill all de fresh shrimp and givin dem peoppkle cancer now. Hustlers, pushers, hucksters run de Guysuco and f it up. Dem man gat nuff nuff road sense...hey hey hey...like Jagdoe bai Raj Sing. Hey hey hey...
Django, I am so glad that you guys mention these names again that I forgot. My problem is, I live for decades with a Canadian family, isolated from other Guyanese.
There were twelve in our family and we had a large kitchen garden at Old Albion, where our mother grew most everything.
I remember eating those things, but now I remember their names.
Labba, BANDIN...is where the sugar cane field after a few crops is flooded for months and when the water is drained its called BANDIN. Is it really AMBANDON.
When feeling for fish in the cane filed drains during bandin, you ever grab an alligator or a snake. We always keep the cutlass handy.
We catch the best hassa during bandin and also when clapping our hands in the water near a hassa nest in the sugar cane field canals, de fish would come right into our hands. How about hassa eggs.
During season, there were thousands of buck crabs at Albion sea shore and we pick only the big ones. They were boiled in coconut milk and eaten. Other times we put our arms in a crab hole and grab the crab with a glove hand. That is if the crab don't bite your finger first.
i recall as a lil bai feeling for fish with my cousins in the flooded rice field
we would advance in a horizontal line picking up mud and spraying it up ahead to blind the fish as we feel out and grab them . . . mostly tilapia
and yes, hunting for buck crab was the most exciting/exotic on the coastal mud flats in WCB especially since they were such a delicacy . . . cooked in coconut milk, yesss bai
me nat only live in town
We had two rice fields rented from Albion sugar estate. Bailing wata was me job. Feeling fa fish and crecketta , while spraying some mud ahead, made for a good meal afterwards.
The memory of sitting on top of the pole as a boy, while cows were mashing rice, saved me from depression when my sister was murdered.