Yo Yo, Where Did You Go Go?
Then, researching a story on jerk chicken, I stumbled on a reborn Yo Yo, on Church Avenue at the corner of Rogers Avenue. The storefront was smaller than before, made even smaller by a guy selling bootleg DVDs right in front of the ordering window. A line of fritaille enthusiasts snaked through the space.
I tried the griot, the sausage, and the manioc and saltfish fritters called accra. All were excellent, and almost as cheaply priced as before: You can get an aluminum container for $7, or an even larger container for $10, both chock full of an assortment of your choice. The old lady was gone, but the place was staffed by an eager young crew, who don't care what you look like if you're passionate about fritaille.
Yo Yo Fritaille
826 Rogers Avenue
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