We sit down at the table while place settings are quickly on their way to us. We each order a red stripe and devote some time to sun gazing and menu pondering. He decides on jerk pork and fries. I go with pineapple chicken. A moment or two goes by and Momma Flo returns with soursop. A first for us both. Not bad. Looking at the outside, it's not something I'd ever see and find myself wondering if I should try eating it. Looking at the inside wasn't much better. But a pleasant surprise. And interesting that its rather messy but doesn't leave your hands sticky. We enjoyed ours while Momma Flo sat a couple tables away eating hers while two girls in the kitchen started the cooking. Enjoyed hearing her talking to the locals in the alley behind her restaurant. I'll never get tired of hearing Patois - and probably never get very good at understanding either but I sometimes get the gist. After she finished hers, she went back to the kitchen and after sometime came back to present us with our meals. The smell of the jerk pork was a heavenly aroma and mine sat steaming in front of me, moist chicken covered in a sauce highlighted by the distinct flavor of ginger and slices of pineapple. It was fantastic. We each traded a bite, complimenting the other on their excellent choice and returned to our own plates. A few minutes later, I hear SharkHunter sniff a little. The perspiration on his brow has gathered. His face has a hint of red but I don't think it's from the sun. Half way through the plate he's requesting another Red Stripe and his face and lips are exactly that - RED! It takes a lot to make us sweat like that during a meal - we are blessed with many authentic local Mexican restaurants and don't hesitate to order the hottest of anything. My work family is from India and our shared meals usually rank pretty high on the Scoville scale. But Momma Flo's jerk pork was enough to light SharkHunter up. We all had a good laugh and shared sea grapes after dinner. It was a sunset cut short by hazy clouds. Enjoyed seeing people playing in the water - a lot of locals on holiday it seems. Nice to see. The dark came and SharkHunter and I exchanged glances. Time to pay our tab and head back. About that time the song "Lean On Me" comes on. Momma Flo is singing along and SH chimes in. They both sing louder and more dramatically until they are standing, arms around each other's shoulders and swaying to the music, singing a full duet. They agreed tomorrow night, they dance as we said our farewells. What a fun dinner. So glad to finally meet Momma. But the real evening entertainment was yet to come.