1.So, sorry about the foul language. I have potty fingers. That's gross. Potty mouth, potty fingers, but ironically my anus smells like strawberries!
2.Anyway, this post is about Island Spice. It's on Market. 2820 Market, to be exact.
3.It's Jamaican. It's delicious. I've posted about Island Spice a few times, but just to reiterate and be redundant, I'll just reiterate and repeat myself again and again.
4.So we've been there twice in the past month. I think a couple of months ago the FP got take out from there too.
5.So, let's go over the first take out experience. I got home from work or something. It had to be work, because that's pretty much the only thing I do. So anyway, I said, what's to eat, and the FP said, Island Spice. I was pretty excited. He gave me a box. Of fish in brown sauce. I hate to sound like an ungrateful bitch, but I was disappointed. He said, I got oxtail, but I kinda ate most of it. There were one or 2 small oxtails left. So I heated up the fish. I ate it. So many problems. The fish sucked. It was overcooked, burntish tasting, brown sauce was just not that good. The rice was undercooked. I can't remember, but not good. Even the veggies were wrong. It pretty much was the worst Island Spice I'd ever had. The oxtail was good though. I guess the FP got there after the rush and they had run out of stuff and had not replenished yet. Why fish for me? I'm not sure. Just a bad judgement call when they were out of everything. Maybe he really in his mind planned to go halvsies on both dishes but couldn't help himself. Anyway, let's just put that experience behind us.
6.The second time we went to Island Spice, we ate there. No foolin around this time. We both got an order of oxtail. I needed redemption with Island Spice. We also got a veggie pattie. So I don't know if I had pictures or where they are. I can't find them. Anyway, I was lukewarm about getting a veggie pattie. I wanted meat, but what the hey. Actually, the veggie pattie was delicious. I was expecting the cabbage mix that they serve with the entrees, but it was like collards or some greens instead. It was delicious. The crust was really flaky and yummy and oh so good. Everyone loves filled pastries, right? Patties, empanadas, samosas, sambusa, brik, whatever, they are very tempting morsels of food. We gobbled it up!
7.Then the oxtail. It was melt in my mouth delicious! The oxtail just came off the bone just right. It was in a thick rich saucy sauce. So good. So meaty! And the rice was cooked perfectly and the veggies were good. Talk about redemption - and then some. I ate about half my meal, looking forward to eating it later. The FP ate about 3/4 his meal, per usual.
8.So the last time we went, guess what the FP got? Fish in brown sauce. I forced him to get it as punishment. Naaaht. (As they say in Michigan) He got......drumroll please.............................................................................it's not the same effect on those electronic vdrums our drummer has, but it's in time.................................................................................Oxtail. Is that what you guessed? You must be psychic!
9.It was..... see paragraph 7 up above. Here, I'll number them for you. There. His was delicious. Predictably delicious.
10. What did I get? Refer to paragraph 5.Fish in brown sauce. Naaaaaaaht! God, did you fall for it again? No no no silly. I got jerk chicken, obviously. I thought you were psychic. Why didn't I get oxtail, you ask? Because I'm not the FP I'm the FH. Because I didn't want to play it safe. So I got the jerk chicken.
11.I have to say, the skin had soaked all the good jerk spices. It was delish. Yum yum. Not too sweet, not overly spicy, but spicy enough that you can also add hot sauce too. But the first piece of meat I dug into was white meat. It was dry, as white meat will become sometimes. No offense to any of you readers... but white meat is insipid and boring to me. I'm not saying always. Just in general. It is a commonly overcooked cut of meat. I gotta say though, at the Mango House, Anne's jerk recipe helped keep it pretty tasty. Even if it started to get overcooked, it was still juicy and tender. Because it was a gigantic half portion on the bone. I really need that jerk recipe. We used to make it in a five gallon bucket. It was so funny. We would have to grind up a shitload of habanero and we would all be coughing because it was usually a group project to make because there was such large quantity of so many ingredients.
12.Anyway, getting back to Island Spice, the dark meat was really good. Really, really good. I liked it - I liked it a lot. Okay, don't get me wrong. It wasn't oxtail. But woman cannot live on oxtail alone. It's like, if you hear your favorite song every day 10 times a day, one day it won't be your favorite song, then it will be your most hated song. You might like it again after a while of not hearing it, but you will always remember the falling out that you had with your favorite song from overhearing it. Like that time that the FP made all those buffalo wings at home. He literally had all he could eat. And then he didn't want wings for several months after. Oh sure, he eats them now. In fact, he had 16 last night at Wings, Pizza and Things on 10th. No, I'm not really going to blog about that. I have before. The wings were good, not too hot, saucy.
13.Anyway, this is about Island Spice.
Island Spice
2820 Market St.
619-702-9309
Go there!
2.Anyway, this post is about Island Spice. It's on Market. 2820 Market, to be exact.
3.It's Jamaican. It's delicious. I've posted about Island Spice a few times, but just to reiterate and be redundant, I'll just reiterate and repeat myself again and again.
4.So we've been there twice in the past month. I think a couple of months ago the FP got take out from there too.
5.So, let's go over the first take out experience. I got home from work or something. It had to be work, because that's pretty much the only thing I do. So anyway, I said, what's to eat, and the FP said, Island Spice. I was pretty excited. He gave me a box. Of fish in brown sauce. I hate to sound like an ungrateful bitch, but I was disappointed. He said, I got oxtail, but I kinda ate most of it. There were one or 2 small oxtails left. So I heated up the fish. I ate it. So many problems. The fish sucked. It was overcooked, burntish tasting, brown sauce was just not that good. The rice was undercooked. I can't remember, but not good. Even the veggies were wrong. It pretty much was the worst Island Spice I'd ever had. The oxtail was good though. I guess the FP got there after the rush and they had run out of stuff and had not replenished yet. Why fish for me? I'm not sure. Just a bad judgement call when they were out of everything. Maybe he really in his mind planned to go halvsies on both dishes but couldn't help himself. Anyway, let's just put that experience behind us.
6.The second time we went to Island Spice, we ate there. No foolin around this time. We both got an order of oxtail. I needed redemption with Island Spice. We also got a veggie pattie. So I don't know if I had pictures or where they are. I can't find them. Anyway, I was lukewarm about getting a veggie pattie. I wanted meat, but what the hey. Actually, the veggie pattie was delicious. I was expecting the cabbage mix that they serve with the entrees, but it was like collards or some greens instead. It was delicious. The crust was really flaky and yummy and oh so good. Everyone loves filled pastries, right? Patties, empanadas, samosas, sambusa, brik, whatever, they are very tempting morsels of food. We gobbled it up!
7.Then the oxtail. It was melt in my mouth delicious! The oxtail just came off the bone just right. It was in a thick rich saucy sauce. So good. So meaty! And the rice was cooked perfectly and the veggies were good. Talk about redemption - and then some. I ate about half my meal, looking forward to eating it later. The FP ate about 3/4 his meal, per usual.
8.So the last time we went, guess what the FP got? Fish in brown sauce. I forced him to get it as punishment. Naaaht. (As they say in Michigan) He got......drumroll please.............................................................................it's not the same effect on those electronic vdrums our drummer has, but it's in time.................................................................................Oxtail. Is that what you guessed? You must be psychic!
9.It was..... see paragraph 7 up above. Here, I'll number them for you. There. His was delicious. Predictably delicious.
10. What did I get? Refer to paragraph 5.Fish in brown sauce. Naaaaaaaht! God, did you fall for it again? No no no silly. I got jerk chicken, obviously. I thought you were psychic. Why didn't I get oxtail, you ask? Because I'm not the FP I'm the FH. Because I didn't want to play it safe. So I got the jerk chicken.
11.I have to say, the skin had soaked all the good jerk spices. It was delish. Yum yum. Not too sweet, not overly spicy, but spicy enough that you can also add hot sauce too. But the first piece of meat I dug into was white meat. It was dry, as white meat will become sometimes. No offense to any of you readers... but white meat is insipid and boring to me. I'm not saying always. Just in general. It is a commonly overcooked cut of meat. I gotta say though, at the Mango House, Anne's jerk recipe helped keep it pretty tasty. Even if it started to get overcooked, it was still juicy and tender. Because it was a gigantic half portion on the bone. I really need that jerk recipe. We used to make it in a five gallon bucket. It was so funny. We would have to grind up a shitload of habanero and we would all be coughing because it was usually a group project to make because there was such large quantity of so many ingredients.
12.Anyway, getting back to Island Spice, the dark meat was really good. Really, really good. I liked it - I liked it a lot. Okay, don't get me wrong. It wasn't oxtail. But woman cannot live on oxtail alone. It's like, if you hear your favorite song every day 10 times a day, one day it won't be your favorite song, then it will be your most hated song. You might like it again after a while of not hearing it, but you will always remember the falling out that you had with your favorite song from overhearing it. Like that time that the FP made all those buffalo wings at home. He literally had all he could eat. And then he didn't want wings for several months after. Oh sure, he eats them now. In fact, he had 16 last night at Wings, Pizza and Things on 10th. No, I'm not really going to blog about that. I have before. The wings were good, not too hot, saucy.
13.Anyway, this is about Island Spice.
Island Spice
2820 Market St.
619-702-9309
Go there!
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