I'm from the East Coast and was in a deep depression from the lack of Caribbean food. I found a place to cure my Puerto Rican drought, but my hunger Jamaican food raged on. I came about this place after being detoured by a car accident. (If that's proper English) In Phoenix there are plenty of places that say Caribbean on the front and when you enter it's just another Mexican Carniceria. But, I took a chance and it was awesome. Like walking into a Jamaican joint in Baltimore. I felt at home. The lady at the counter was Trini, I believe. She was awesome. The food is amazing and abundant. I went back 3 times in less than 2 weeks.