Remember when....

The streets of the capital are littered with the carts from a variety of cultural ambassadors. People who without effort are the first to show visitors and locals alike an unedited peak into the lives of the people. Whether it be here at home or as far away as Bangkok, the street food vendor has forever been an important member of the food culture system of any country.

Go back a few years to when you could find conch salad on a random street corner. (Yes pickling in the heat in a reused mayonnaise jars.)  Or do you remember driving with your father when he would stop to a grill with blistering coal, a cast iron skillet and conch fritters or fish plopping away....

Bahamian street food nowadays is confined to the weekends only the side of a wharf or cookout where the soul of the food has been changed and virtually lost.

I myself believe that evolution and modification are inevitable as seen in my take on a street food recipe but I believe that the experience and Soul of the event should and can always remain the same. 

So when you see me at a random stoplight selling 4 for dolla don't be surprised.  Just as sure as a balled up greasy brown paper bag symbolizes an awesome time in the Bahamas Street food 4.0 shall be an experience you will never soon forget.....

Eat. Pray. Love. 

 

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Blog Bites #2  

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Amazing recipe can be manipulated to be sweet or savory.  

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Plating sticky rice and lamb ribs

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Fry dry Guppies.  

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Asian sticky ribs  

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Crispy fried chicken feet