For most of my formative years, my Black father was gone on deployment in Iraq and Afghanistan. This, plus the fact that he had fractured relationships with a handful of family members, meant I grew up not knowing much about my Black heritage. I knew my grandmother Enid was a prim and proper woman. I knew she was a health nut before health nuts were cool. I knew her family was Ghanaian, but she was born in Cuba and grew up in Jamaica. It was this Jamaican connection that would lead me on a path of culinary and cultural discovery. ------------> #DETOURxp . . #Travel #Food #Curry Jamaica #Miamiherald #CharlotteObserver