In that one sentence is the tragedy of centuries. This is trump-america. It is a strange thing, watching history in real time. As I sit in my Vancouver home, I feel the chill of déjà vu as I read about ICE patrolling Chicago streets, dragging people into disappearance, arresting them …

This is a part of my Guyanese History on a Plate series…bunjal chicken livers with the simplest of ingredients cooked down to their essence in garlic, pepper, and a pantry curry mix.

Wild and farmed salmon…their story is still being written by the tides and the rivers, by scientists and fishermen, by First Nations leaders and farmers, and even by the people themselves.

A nostalgic Guyanese cook-up rice, for those far away from home. This comfort food from memory, inspired me to try to recreate it.

The measure of a country is how well it feeds its people nourishing food.

A comforting one-cahari-wonder Guyanese fried rice made with a few choice ingredients.