The only place I've ever had jerk sause that made me hiccup was Boston Beach, the birth place of jerk. We had bought some jerk and a bottle of sauce from a vendor and took it back to our hotel. The restaurant didn't have room service, but of course they did if you showed proper respect. The waiter brought our rice and veggies to the room and when he spotted what I had on my plate he advised, "That's really hot. mon." Sure, sure. I dipped the first bite of meat into the sause and popped it into my mouth. Hic! Hic! The swaet was beading up fast on Marblehead's smooth pate. That was some serious jerk and sauce. Port Antonio and the eastern end of the island is worth the journey if only to visit Boston Beach and sample the original deal. Respect --Marblehead
