Have you tried everything in Paramaribo?

Broodje pom - Sunday's rich casserole stuffed cold into a bread roll - is a completely normal Monday breakfast.

This Javanese egg-and-beansprout broth comes with a slice of white bread on the side, a Surinamese-only twist.

Share a plastic table with strangers at these evening Javanese food stalls - nobody minds, nobody asks.

Hit Centrale Markt's two-level hall early - produce downstairs, handicrafts up - before the river heat kicks in.

If it's March or April, neighborhood walking clubs let visitors tag along for a single evening route.

Loop the colonial-era streets around Fort Zeelandia, still lined with the original green-shuttered wooden houses.

This shaded palm park is a locals-only midday refuge - but leave before dark, security thins out fast.

Ask a local about Kabra Neti storytelling on June 30 - many call July 1 the 'day of great deception,' not just freedom.

Say "Odi" (OH-dee) for hello and "Dankidanki" (dan-kee-dan-kee) for thanks - it lands better than Dutch on the street.

Any open field or schoolyard in late afternoon - show up with decent shoes and you're genuinely welcome to play.

Separate from the main market, this strip of stalls sells handmade jewelry and wood carvings from local makers.

These Chinese-Surinamese general stores double as snack counters - order whatever's steaming behind the counter.