You'd think this place is a gimmick, existing for tourists and an excuse just to rhyme two things together. Guess again: Rasta Pasta has it GOING. ON. Most people go straight for the jerk chicken side of the house. But next door is the pasta side, where dishes are made to order. The speciality of the house is the gnocchi Alfredo with salted cod fish (bacalao). Oh my god is this good. So is the lasagna made with jerk chicken; the sauce is clearly San Mariano tomato-bases, and it packs a fiery punch! I wasn't a believer until today and I regret having put off trying this place. I was at the airport tonight and some people came up to me and said, "Weren't you at Rasta Pasta today? Man, that was GOOD!" Yep, it's that kind of place.