Mikate is the word you want, not a French ‘beignet’ caption pasted from Paris. The dough is local, the oil is reused, the queue is schoolchildren. Peanuts and plantain do the rest of the day’s snacking. Coconut palets appear when someone has the time to cook sugar down; they are not a factory SKU.
Across the river, Kinshasa has a louder market. Brazzaville still eats grill and dough. Pack peanuts and any coconut discs that are dry. Mikate lasts an hour. the country stays on the Republic of the Congo by keeping the river fish and mikate, not by recycling a DRC paragraph with a different capital name.