Wendell M.
Yelp
Yelp Ladies and Yelp Gentlemen! Let me tell you all about this little slice of Jamaican heaven called Irie, or as I like to call it, "Jamaican Bliss." I mean, you really feel like you're in Jamaica here folks. The immersion is spectacular! I went to Montego Bay for three weeks one summer and I must say, this place truly captures the sultry effervescence of the Caribbean. An old fart like me can really feel at home here. But you know what they say, "the older the moon, the brighter it shines." Ya Mon, and I don mean to be a blabba mout. Sake a mout fish get katch.
Irie is truly Irie. It's the bees knees. The cat's pajamas. The real deal. If only this place wasn't in the warzones of Dorchester. I'd rather not feel like a soldier storming the beaches of Normandy during Operation Overlord, seeing my comrades fall before me, their life flashing before my very eyes, every time I get the hankering for some oxtail. It's rather not Irie. But as they say, if a dirt a dirt.