A friend had introduced me to fried plantains and the second I tried it, I was reminded of my grandmother -- she use to fry these bad boys up and sprinkle them with sugar. Those were the days were a snack was something from our backyard not... from a bag or from a convenience store. Ahh... island life. This version is sprinkled with salt and a bit of avocado on the side.

When I took this photo - I fell in love with the intimacy of them holding hands and when I showed her, she looked at me and said "those are working hands". After an afternoon of sharing our up bringing and our lives - their work, their stories and accomplishments leave me speechless. Yes, Connie those are working hands and you are one of the hardest working woman I have ever met. Thank you for inviting us into your world for the afternoon.