There’s a saying in journalism: if it bleeds, it leads. It’s not meant to reflect the industry’s enjoyment of chaos or bad things happening, it’s a reflection of what gets attention. 

Until the age of five, I wandered through a world rich with colour and sound among the sun-drenched hills of Ghana, where the melodies of the church enveloped me like a warm embrace. 

I am a young Black man, the child of African immigrants, and a Canadian raised in Windsor, Ontario.

After 10 years of working different jobs - assembly line, tutor, cashier, warehouse attendant and many more - I woke up at 28 years old with $200 to my name and a 476 credit score.

At ByBlacks, we believe that food is about much more than just the flavours on our plates; it embodies years of dedication, passion, and the rich stories of those who serve it. 

Trigger warning: This article mentions anti-Black racism, slavery, gaslighting, white supremacy, child sexual abuse, institutional violence and medical racism

This is America. They’ve told us what they think and what they want. They don’t want a woman, and they sure as hell don’t want a Black woman. 

My men’s soccer team made it to the finals of our league this past Spring after finishing 5th in the regular season and needing 3 straight penalty shootout victories to win the title.

Walter Borden grew up going to the same movie theatre in Halifax where Viola Desmond protested her seat.