It’s barely 11 o’clock on a Monday morning; seated inside a bus surrounded by food Keith Hutchins is already busy at work on the pave at the side of Texaco Gas Station on Eping Avenue and Vlissengen Road.
With a rhythm learnt over the years he quickly wraps a puri in greaseproof paper, bags it and passes it through the window of his bus to a customer, and the begins to squeeze ‘sour’ onto another puri. Customers continue to show up at the windows calling for their food of choice.
Hutchins, called Rasta or Rastaman
