For some reason, whether I have coco bread or not, the first thing I do before eating a patty is to slice it in half. And then I eat each half from the sliced middle out to the end.
When I was home last year I was doing my little prep work for my snack and my father watched me cut the patty and then nodded smugly, and just said “You know.” before he went back to his business.
I just finished the last patty I brought with me. The hard dough bread is gone, the bun is gone, the sweet potato pudding is gone.
I do have metric buttloads of jam (especially guava-related) and Christmas cake, so all is not lost. But those are treats, not FOOD. I need FOOD.
Time to find those Jamaican grocery stores/restaurants in our nabe.