Category: Community and Society

The women’s Bajan chatter floated through the veranda on the evening wind like music. That was how you knew night was coming, and Mum and her friends were settling in for food, warm drinks, and the kind of weekend gossip that could last for hours. “Clarice, the sweet bread finished yet? The rest of we…

Dusk was sneaking in fast, and the men were already gathering by the rum shop for a game of dominoes.  “Ralph, give me a bottle of Cockspur for the men tonight,” my uncle told the shopkeeper.  That bottle was more than a drink for the domino table; it was a little piece of Barbados history…

A reflection on food, memory, tradition, and the unmistakable Saturday rituals that continue to follow Bajans wherever in the world they call home.