So yesterday during lunch break at the kibandasky, I met an interesting character, a classic hooch hound. People at the mjengo call him Kalewa because of his drinking prowess. He appears to be in his mid-40s. “Aaah, Redia, leo umekujia mashakura?” He shouted when he saw me approaching. By the way my name changed from Lydia to Redia the moment I stepped in Ol Ng’arua and my staple food is now mashakura. (If you know you know.) “Eeee, so what are we eating today?” I ask. “The usual.” “The usual? Okay then. Mathe, weka kawaida.” I say to Mama Chakula as I sit next to Kalewa. Usually every lunch time at the kibandasky, we like to catch up about society, politics and football and other ‘mjengo-like’ topics. I have seen some ‘fat’ comments on my latest pictures but I can’t help missing lunch time interactions with people. And to sit in a kibanda and not buy something is an abuse to Mama Chakula so here we are. “I haven’t eaten since yesterday. The day this kibanda closes is the day I’ll di