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| - My brother and sister-in-law were visiting and wanted to take us out to dinner They winter in Belize and and I, not wanting to choose something too high end, thought they would enjoy this moderately priced Island themed restaurant. My husband works nearby and often has decent lunch is there, and I've had decent meals there. My brother ordered the jerk chicken and it arrived smothered in barbecue sauce. The waitress did not come back for a food check so we flagged her down and he pointed out to her what he thought was a kitchen error. She informed him that was jerk sauce. We all told her that it was barbecue sauce. She brought the menu back and sure enough it was described as being smothered in a honey mustard mustard BBQ sauce, and odd take on jerk chicken. My brother had not read the fine print and proceeded to scrape the sauce of the chicken to eat it. I asked the waitress to please bring him another choice she said she would check with the manager. She returned and asked what he would like. My sister-in-law was enjoying her shrimp dish, had garlic and lime or something like that, and he ordered that. 40 minutes later they brought out his shrimp. it looked nothing like the dish my sister-in-law was eating. The cook, I won't call him a chef, had dumped what looked like a whole jar of jerk seasoning on his shrimp. Again we called the server over, a cute young girl who seemed afraid to try to make things right, Even though she agreed that it was not the same dish. I asked her to let the cook know that we were hip to his passive aggressive bull crap, and we left it at that with my brother trying to scrape off the pile of seasoning,but I suggested he not eat it. If a kitchen staff would do that who knows what else they would do to your dish. I will never return here neither will my husband. And if you do eat here don't try to send anything back to the kitchen. Rick the cook is a jerk who doesn't know jerk about chicken but enjoys jerking customers around.
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