I remember Aberdeen Street fondly. Back in the day the Jamaican community in Stamford was tightly knit. Everyone knew everyone, and if you were Jamaican in the 80’s and 90’s you stopped by Aberdeen Street at Winnifred and Mackie’s house. It is there you can get a plate of hot food or a bowl of […]
Read more "It’s All About The Music Baby!"“I didn’t know they were bringing the Afro back”. “I brought it back”, I quickly retorted. Without missing a beat, the elderly black woman bagging my groceries said, ” You need to leave in the 70’s. None of my sons can bring home anyone that has that on their head”. There are very few times […]
Read more "“It’s Not Just Hair” – Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie"“You don’t have to post everything you know”. “What are you doing-recording your food?” “Ugh, there she goes again. You look much thinner online. How do you do that?” These are just some statements and and questions I get often. Some readily tell me they are too busy to always be online. I used to become […]
Read more "Social Media: Friend or Foe?"Some may be too young to remember: but there was a time that being Jamaican in the 80’s wasn’t cool. Yeah, we had Bob Marley’s transcendental music and Marcus Garvey already inked his influence in American culture-but for the most part being “Other” was frowned upon. I know my mother experienced American women specifically expressing […]
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