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An Almost-Bucket Experience



So far I’ve started at least one Facebook thread and written two blog posts about buckets.  That’s right, buckets.* I’m a fan.  

It’s a recurring theme. 

A bell went off in my head. I remembered a time when I held forth on social media about how more food should come in buckets. If one could get a bucket of chicken or ribs, why not a bucket of samosas? Egg rolls? Burritos? Why did more foods not come by the bucket?

Apparently there was a time, all too brief,  when one could get schnitzel by the bucket at the Rathskeller in Elkridge. Alas - - no more.

I had an Almost-Bucket experience on Sunday and I got so excited I actually took photographs for you. But first, some math. 

It’s a word problem.

Mrs. Smith hears that Althea’s Almost Famous food truck is at the Oakland Mills Farmers Market. The new one specializing in Jamaican patties.

Image from Althea’s Almost Famous social media 

I must go down and see the new truck and buy a beef patty for my lunch, she thinks. 

But what about my husband? When he gets home from church he might want one. I’ll get two.

But what if I’m really hungry and eat both of them, she worries. I’ll get three. 

How many Jamaican beef patties did I ,er, Mrs. Smith get?

Four. She got four.

And they’re in this handy-dandy carrying carton.


Well, just imagine they are. They didn’t last long at my house. 


This is the closest thing I’ve seen lately to food in a bucket and, since this is my blog, I’m declaring it to be news. Althea’s Almost Famous is ready for your multiple patty orders. You will not need to juggle multiple bags. 

While she was packing up my order, Althea (or should I call her Ms. Almost-Famous?) told me about a new promotion she’s running.


Snap. Share. Sauce. Repeat! 

We’re spreading island love with Althea’s Almost Famous Jerk Sauce! 

Got one of our flavorful dishes, golden patties, or fresh Althea’s merch?

Show it off and get a FREE bottle of our Almost Famous Jerk Sauce! 


 How to Claim Your Free Sauce:

1️⃣ Snap a photo or short video of your plate, patty, or merch.

2️⃣ Post it on Instagram or Facebook.

3️⃣ Tag @AltheasAlmostFamous and use #TasteTheIsland + #AltheasAlmostFamous.

4️⃣ Show us your post on your next visit to grab your free bottle of jerk sauce!

Bonus Challenge:

Get creative in the kitchen! Use your jerk sauce in a dish, tag us, and we’ll feature your creation on our page!

Offer ends November 30th, 2025.

Truth in advertising: when I said I’d be happy to share this information on the blog, Althea gave me a bottle of the sauce. (I chose mild.)  I think you all know me well enough to know I would have done this without the gift.** And, besides, I promise to follow the directions above to make it official.




Who knows? Maybe one day those amazing patties will be available in even larger quantities.



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*This long-running theme is the result of my whimsical imagination. It is not a serious demand that the universe provide me with more buckets. 

**If you have any serious concern about my accepting a bottle of sauce, I will donate it to the charity of your choice. 

For that matter - - tell me about the charity of your choice. I might write about it.

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