Allwyn's — Restaurant in Toronto

I went into Allwyn's today as I have in the past to get their amazingly tasty food. Ahead of me, the dude ordered something and then after they prepared the order, decided he didn't want that and ordered something completely different. The female staff game him his updated order, but the customer decided to condescendingly say "don't me mad ... I'm the customer" and started to dance around annoyingly to show off. As the person at the counter started taking my order, the customer decided to interrupt us and ask if we were talking about him. It was really insulting.

At all times, the staff were more professional and courteous to this customer than he deserved. The staff involved should be rewarding for putting up with such behavior, and I hope the owner reads this and knows they have great employees.

Also, the ox-tail lunch I had was excellent, as is the jerk-chicken I have had in the past. One of the best take-out places in the area, and one of the best jerk places in Toronto. There is limited seating here, so be aware you will probably have to take this back to the office or home (it's the only reason why I gave a low mark in atmosphere). Highly...

Horrible food, not authentic jerk at all, didn’t find anything spicy, when I asked the lady if they have a thicker and spicier curry she sold me some watery version of “oxtail Gravy” and then afterwards told me that had a thick spicy curry paste after she sold me the watery stuff both were awful, store is ran by asians and even if they’re Caribbean asians they haven’t been living in Jamaica or any of those islands, 2nd worst Jamaican place I’ve ever eaten at. Extremely overpriced for a small portion, like I said its ran by asians, so they’re right on brand with the overpriced under portion horrible tasting broth chicken, It blows my mind to see they are rated a 4.2, never eating here again and would never want anyone to waste...

I deliberately chewed through my jerk chicken sandwich slowly, because I wanted to extend the moment.

It’s very distinctive, and it’s impossible to forget. But that aspect of it made me savour each bite that much more, just because of how larger-than life the flavours and textures are.

There’s something transcendent about when a recipe is refined to perfection. It’s like all the discord of the universe is in tune for a split second when you’re eating that meal. Like when a musician hits a perfectly-pitched note on perfect timing — nay, when all the spices and marinading and heat and freshness all come together, it’s like a symphony playing a piece to absolute perfection, and then beyond.

It’s good...