About a half-hour drive from the capital, Kingston, Hellshire is famous for the string of fish and seafood shacks that line its caramel-sand shore. The humble huts are open every day, but Sunday is when city-slicking Kingstonians flock, newspapers in hand and kids in tow, for this deep-fried breakfast feast.
Pick your just-caught fish Snapper or Parrot from the cooler as you enter; order up a plate of bammy (steamed or fried cassava bread) and festival (slightly sweet fried dumplings); then settle in for a lengthy-but-worth-it wait as the vendor cooks your meal to order. You can have the fish steamed, roasted in foil or stewed in a brown sauce, but I always recommend that first-timers choose the traditional fried. Cooked to perfection in a cauldron of bubbling oil until it’s crispy on the outside and flaky on the inside, a Hellshire-fried fish is worth every delicious calorie.