Big brother is always watching, and I, and my paranoid self, believe.

My hubby is Haitian. We did check out a new (to us) Harlem restaurant touting 'Haitian Fusion.' Of course, this describes us perfectly. 😜 But alas, they messed up the 'sweet plantains.' It left me thinking a Haitian restaurant should stick to a tostones-like version and leave the maduros to the Trinis, Jamaicans, and Puerto Ricans.

I'm so judgemental. And so is my husband. Don't even get us started on what they called 'Black Rice.' It was nothing like djondjon at all. https://www.blackfoodie.co/recipe/djon-djon-haitian-mushroom-rice/