Craving Cassava Bread

Cassava bread, toasted and brushed with melted butter (Photo by Cynthia Nelson)

I am not going to lie, for the 29 years I lived in Guyana, I can count on one hand the number of times I ate cassava bread. It wasn’t something bought and consumed at home. And I never sought it as a food to eat. On the occasions I had cassava bread, I was either dining out at someone’s home or at some event where it was served. I remember several years ago there was a coconut expo in Guyana, and I happened to be in the country at the same time. I brought home to Barbados coconut cassareep as well as coconut-cassava bread. They were these pretty disks of white, pink and yellow bread. Back then, I ate them toasted, topped with scrambled eggs. It was nice, different, but not something I felt I’d go out of my way to have again, the cassava bread that is. Well, all of that changed last week.

One of my friends had returned from Guyana and brought me… guess what? A mixed Chinese Fried rice!