Having grown up in New York City, I'm no stranger to Jerk chicken, but what I ate in Boston Bay, Jamaica, the birth place of Jerk, redefined the cuisine for me. We were staying at Mikuzi Guesthouse, just 3km west of Boston Bay. The owner offered to drive us down to Boston Bay, claiming we have never eaten "true" Jerk chicken. He was right. Jerk chicken straight off the grill, warm fried bread, ice cold Red Stripe beer... my mouth is watering right now. Located on the north east coast of Jamaicia, near Errol Flynn’s estate, Boston Bay is worth the trip.