The sun was hot on the back of my neck. Hunger stretched and yawned like an expectant embryo needing nourishment in my belly. I unwrapped the plantain from the newspaper, the smell teased my nostrils. Boli roasted plantain, was usually eaten with palm oil, sold on the streets wrapped in paper. The groundnuts were in the second wrap of the newspaper. The trick was to break off a bit of plantain and follow it up with the nuts, that way, the sweetness of the roasted plantain blended with the savoury saltiness of the roasted nuts.