The Good Dine is the Bronx's best Jamaican restaurant, and there's one clear must-order: this oxtail.
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Spicy Jamaican chicken curry offers an island escape, sans flight.
Perhaps it's a blessing in disguise that Jamaican patties in New York are so bad, as the low, low bar set for the Caribbean hot pocket makes the ones Christie's of Prospect Heights even more enjoyable.
Jackie's Caribbean Bakery is known chiefly for one thing: their coco bread. You'll find it in an unimpressive strip mall on the fringes of the Bronx, the kind of place that reeks of suburban stagnation. But it's the best coco bread I've had, fluffier and fresher than I knew the stuff could be.
Flatbush might be the destination du jour for Jamaican food in New York, but Bronxites know that there's a tasty patty or two to be had in Edenwald and Wakefield. One of the more celebrated takeout spots is Royal Carribbean Bakery, where you can get jerk chicken, brown pork, and other Jamaican standards for typically low prices. But it's the patties that people come for, and come they do.
Cheap eats don't exist inside Yankee Stadium, where you're liable to spend $5 on a Nathan's hot dog and $15 on a prime rib sandwich. Eating outside the Stadium offers a much less costly and international alternative—only two bucks for a snack at Concourse Jamaican Bakery.
When getting away isn't in the cards, jerk stew transports you to balmy climes. Started on the stove top and finished in the oven, it's a fiery meal best served with rice. Caramelized plantains would be great companions, too.
Spicy-sweet jerk beef stew offers a taste of the Caribbean.
The one thing I always like to say to disarm people who fear goat, is "Betcha didn't know that cashmere comes from goat." Once I say that, it's like the goat floodgates open, and people figure that if it's good enough to wear then it's good enough to eat. Goat is closer in flavor to lamb than mutton, which is to say, the flesh is not as gamey as you might think.
My typical morning routine in Jamaica: wake up to watch the sun rise, eat breakfast number one, swim in the ocean, eat breakfast number two. Here are some highlights from both editions of breakfast.
If you ride the 5 train almost all the way to its northernmost stop, and get out at Gun Hill Road, you will find yourself surrounded by Jamaican and West Indian restaurants and grocery stores. Walking past the eateries hawking chicken, and markets offering such popular cuts of meat as "cow cod" (look it up), you might dismiss Katashe's as just another store, and one that doesn't look particularly well-stocked. In the back, though, you'll see a variety of patties piled up in a hot box. Behind the counter you'll see some steam trays, and you'll get a whiff of allspice. Ask the counterman what's available for lunch and he'll gladly lift the lids up to show you.
When you combine chef Bradford Thompson's cooking chops with the fact that his Jamaican wife Kerry-Ann's family owned several seminal jerk chicken restaurants in the Bronx, you have the potential for Jamaican food that's probably better than most of us have experienced in the Caribbean. The only thing that worried us as we walked into the restaurant is that Lily's is a Serge Becker joint, and Becker is much better known as a club owner and scene maker (The Box, La Esquina) than as a restaurateur. We had a real fear that the scene would trump the food. But we needn't have worried.
What's the first image that pops into your head when you think about Jamaica? Bob Marley? White sandy beaches? A certain smokable substance? Perhaps a steel drum band? Or maybe, if your mind tends to jump to more food related images, a smokey grill filled with jerk chicken and pork coated in that super spiced Jamaican seasoning that tastes like nothing else.
"Jerk wouldn't be jerk without the heat." [Photographs: Nick Kindelsperger] Tropic Island Jerk Chicken 419 E. 79th Street, Chicago IL 60619 (map); 773-224-7766 The Short Order: Juicy jerk chicken, laced with spices. Want Fries with That? No, but you'll definitely...
“Someone who knows how to cook food is cooking this food.” Previous BYOBs Afghan Kebab House Angelica Kitchen Sigiri Ivo & Lulu Gazala Place Tartine As a West Village girl about to leave her borough behind, I know how hard...
Every day this week we'll profile one of the finalists from this year's Vendy Awards. Here is the first one.
You may be aware of the fact that Jamaica was at one time a British colony, and as a result much of the country grew up enjoying English style afternoon tea. I didn't, and perhaps that bit of knowledge would have made finding a place like the Pineapple Blossom Tea Room in Miami, Florida much less of a surprise to me than it was.
Care for something saucy? The Village Voice's Robert Sietsama has a lovely short piece in Salon on the world's most infamous aphrodisiacs: "Even in the U.S., most Jamaican eateries serve up cow cod soup on the weekends, a thick pottage of the bovine member cut up into little gelatinous pieces and mixed with roots and herbs selected for their similar therapeutic effects. This soup is used more for prophylaxis than for remedial purposes, and, come Saturday night, no Jamaican man feels embarrassed about fortifying himself with a serving in full view of the other diners. When you give it a try, wash it down with one of the roots tonics that are available in the same restaurants, and which sport...