Many whom know me, already know that I grew up in a pretty large family. I am the middle child, I have two older siblings and two younger siblings. For a very long time, my older sister and older brother led the pack. I wanted to do everything they did. My older brother introduced me […]Read more "The Popping of Pink: Back to Reality"
I am aware of organ harvesting as well as sex trafficking. I am not an expert in this field but I know this issue is not front and center within the news as much as celebrity news. However, it’s an international issue. So much so, when I was in Las Vegas-there were signs in multiple […]Read more "Organ Harvesting, Sex Trafficking and Trauma"
I grew up listening to older Jamaican adults encouraging my sister and I to learn how to cook. “One day, you’ll make a good wife and you will keep your husband happy”. “No one will want to marry you if you can’t cook”, they would say as we dutifully observed and then tried to imitate […]Read more "“Anika-This Tastes Good, You’re Ready to Marry”"
Those that know me, know my first love is food. Aside from busting out moves on the dance floor-I grew up in the kitchen. As a child I learned early on how to strip the skin off of chicken thighs and clean out the crevices. I learned how to properly wash the chicken with white […]Read more "“Food For The Body Is Not Enough. There Must Be Food For The Soul”-Dorothy Day"
Some may not readily associate the dancehall scene with breast cancer awareness, canned food drives, homelessness awareness fundraisers and free holiday parties for kids. But that’s just what I discovered after sitting down with Buddah from Sibling Music. During our one on one interview I learned a lot about the creator of one of the most […]Read more "Energy Wednesday: An Interview in the Dancehall"
The recent #tenyearchallenge had a lot of people posting old and new pictures-it was fun to see how some of us have stayed the same and others have changed dramatically. I, being an active participant in social media trends, quickly looked up some pictures to use. I decided early on I wanted to include my […]Read more "“You’re Pretty, For A Dark Skinned Girl”"
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!"
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 […]Read more "Permanent Resident Alien"