FOODLAND

Lennox Grant please forgive us. We forgot to tell our readers to take a look at your splendid and hilarious piece in the Sunday Guardian titled "Mammy Apple, Cousin Bora: Tourism in Foodland".

http://guardian.co.tt/lennox.html

"In Guyana, unless a fast-food diner pronounces the word “potato” before “chips,” his styrofoam box could arrive loaded with wedges and slivers of deep-fried, unripe plantain."

"But fish to go with the fries are there for the catching in rivers. So vast are their waterways that an island-unclued visiting Guyanese journalist once asked me if the stretch of water separating Chaguaramas from Nelson Island was a river."

And finally:
"You know you’re in Guyana when police officers look quizzically at someone asking about a “close season” for hunting."