A dominant culinary tradition in Jamaica is jerk. There are jerk stops on every block of Kingston, it seems.
We don’t eat out much, but when we do, JoJo’s Jerk Pit is a favorite. When you pull into the parking lot, it seems like you’ve entered a hipster hangout in Brooklyn. There’s stage equipment folded up at the edge of the lot and open-air seating at the bar and the restaurant. Strings of DIY lanterns hanging from the trees and rafters, and barrels crafted into seats give the place charming, homey touches. The vibe is casual and low-key stylish.
The menu offers traditional bar food. You’ve got to try the jerk, of course; particularly the lamb. The meat, in whatever form, comes out tender every time we eat here; a consistency in quality that I applaud.
The prices are decent. We recently ordered onion rings, steamed vegetables, roti, jerk pork sausage, a 3/4-lb. jerk sampler (lamb, chicken and pork), and a few drinks, and the bill came out to about $50.
If you’ve got room for dessert, drive on over to Devon House just up the road for the world-famous ice cream. You can sit in the courtyard with your “kremi” and look up at the stars as you cool off in the tropical evening.
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