Pain patate (Baked sweet potato pudding)

Mom! That’s how all the nurses and doctors at the hospital were calling me after my delivery. Such a powerful word. Yet, I feel that with that word, the words ” tired, multitasking, doctor, cook, nanny” and more should tag along. I’ve always taken showering and sleeping for granted and now they’re my little daily

Haitian bread

Haitian bread……..mmmmm  ……….oh Haitian bread. I don’t think there’s anything quite like it. Especially caressed with some butter and accompanied with a cup of good REBO cafe (or any Haitian coffee). I remember those genial squares that would ride in the baskets of the walking merchants passing by our neighborhood. I remember wondering how  they would keep