I have lost all hope in Mama after some less than stellar experiences but my BF insisted that he wanted Jamaican and since Mama's is only down the street why not?
So I get inside and I am halfway greeted by a friendly yet drunk fellow at the bar. The cashier?, waitress?, chick behind the bar, gives little to no notice I'm even there. I hand her my card, gives me my food &&I'm out.. I already know not to expect so much in the service dept.
When I get home I check my BF food and I am disgusted by what I see. A half jerk wing/ thigh, a sad attempt a macaroni and cheese shells edition, and rice and peas (see picture)
I couldn't see how can an establishment that prides themselves at being authentic Jamaican cuisine allow a dish to leave the kitchen like this. Where was the passion? Where was the love of the culinary craft?
On a positive note, although the food looked completely dissatisfying my BF who was dying of hunger and who eats pretty much ANYTHING completed his entire meal without much complaint. When I asked him how it was he replied "I'm still kinda hungry, but it was straight "
Hmm perhaps I have too high expectations..