Dear Editor,
With reference to Tastes Like Home, here’s another of my funny little stories. On my incoming flight to Guyana, Delta gave me a wad of silly putty, which they called a turkey wrap. On my flight out, I was determined to find any alternative, so I went into one of the little shacks, that the President plans to break down, and ordered six egg balls and one eddoe leaf with beef and roti.
My wife was mad by the time I got back, since I left her to struggle with all the suitcases. I pleaded that I now have real food in my possession. She bluntly said she was not interested in my food, and placed me in the dog house.
So on the flight, they started serving their snacks. My wife got another wad of silly putty, which they now called a turkey croissant. Well yours truly took out his container of three golden brown egg balls and gingerly bit into one of them. My wife looked at her silly putty then at my snack, then she sheepishly said, “Joe can I please have an egg ball?”
Now, do you know that egg ball tasted like home, I do not know if it’s the water, the oil or method of cooking. Just looking at the expression on my wife’s face as she bit into that egg ball, I knew instantly that I was forgiven and out of the dog house.
This is a real story, my friends, I did not make it up. And just to prove it is true, I have the shopkeeper’s name. It is Deneta Prowell and her shop is Crack#5 (as in crack in the wall). I suggested that she should change the name, since it might attract the wrong customers. She laughed.
Readers might recall that the government was bulldozing these honest hardworking folks from the area. I say they should advise and assist them to set up more trendy shops, and allow Deneta to continue doing what she knows best, that is cooking local foods that taste like home, so the next time you are flying out, please support this good sister, my friends.
Yours faithfully,
Joe Coxall
(Comment extracted from Stabroek News website)
