By Wayne Campbell
Who remembers having soup on Saturday?
Sure you do! It was customary to see Mom in the kitchen as early as the rooster crows
Preparing Turnips, Pumpkins, Carrots, Irish Potatoes, Oh Yes! Who can forget the flour dumpling?
Dumplings without cornmeal and as huge as a cartwheel,
Yellow Yam as dry as starch and coco too
Garlic, Dasheen, Escallion and yes, the Scotch Bonnet pepper for that flavour
Do you remember that big aluminium pot that was only used on Saturdays?
For soup, whether its chicken feet
Red Peas soup with salt beef and soup bone
Green Gungo soup with salt beef and soup meat
Manish Water with goat meat or Fish tea soup
You had no choice in the matter not at age 9 or 10
You either had mom’s soup or go hungry
As you grew into a teen you found out that you did have a choice
To go on the road and buy fast food
With friends who were rebelling themselves
No more soups
It wasn’t macho to stay at home having soup when
All the community boys were going to Saturday matinee with their girls or so you were led to believe
Have you continued the tradition with your family now that you are all grown up?
Or have you thrown wind to that which has identified us as Jamaicans
What do you remember about your soup experience?
Which is your favourite soup?