Soldier — Restaurant in New York

"A Caribbean Catastrophe: Where Dreams of Jerk Go to Lurk"

Darlings, let me tell you about Code 1414, a Jamaican establishment that's managed to turn island cuisine into an episode of "Survivor: Restaurant Edition." As someone who drew their first breath to the rhythm of reggae and the scent of scotch bonnet peppers, I felt compelled to give this spot a second chance after years of passing by – a decision I now rank somewhere between getting bangs and investing in cryptocurrency.

The food exists in that peculiar culinary limbo between "not quite terrible" and "definitely not good" – imagine if your grandmother's leftovers had their own leftovers, then decided to start a food truck. It's the kind of fare one might consume at 3 AM after a night out, when even a microwaved sock might seem appetizing with enough jerk sauce.

While I appreciate their valiant attempt at hygiene with signs warning patrons not to conduct impromptu taste tests or deliver soliloquies over the steam trays, the real theater begins at checkout. Picture this: you've filled your container, feeling rather pleased with your selections, only to discover their unique "pricing algorithm." The cashier performs what can only be described as a CSI-level investigation of your container's contents, weighing and scrutinizing it like a customs agent who's had too much coffee.

The piece de resistance? You might walk in expecting to pay for a simple weighted portion but end up financing what feels like a down payment on a small island nation – all because you dared to take half a fish instead of committing to the whole aquatic enterprise. At $40 for less than a pound of food, you're not just paying for dinner; you're investing in what might be Jamaica's most ambitious economic recovery program.

Suffice it to say, my wallet and I have decided to consciously uncouple from Code 1414. As we say in Jamaica, "mi done wit dat" – or in food critic speak, "I shall take my culinary adventures elsewhere, where my bank account isn't treated like a...

I must admit I've enjoyed a few items from this location, however there is much to be said about the very poor service. In addition to the very impolite employees the prices are never consistent. I recently purchased a slice of fish and two dumplings paying a total amount of $5.80 (seemed relatively accurate). The very next day I purchased a slice of the very same type of fish and two dumplings and paid $8.60. The size of the fish may have been slightly bigger than the previous day, but the figures still don't quite add up in my opinion. Most of the employees have grumpy dispositions. Don't anticipate a warm welcoming greeting when you enter this place because chances are you simply won't receive one. Also the cashiers seem to create prices based on what they feel like charging. When you get to the register they open up your container check what items you're purchasing and start hitting keys on the register until they come up with some random total. Smh. Expect the unexpected if you're planning...

I found this place by turning onto Fulton looking up & seen island I gave it a try and the food was greatness the chief takes their time it’s made with love how I know I return the next day today because i couldn’t get the taste out my mind & another great experience the girl at the register is nice this will be me & my little daughter go to

Edit:I came by this evening and the girl behind the register stared me down until I walked up and set my food down and she stared me some more and then she picks up my plate with no gloves on to weigh it and she gave me some more attitude by then I was ready to take my plate and throw it in her face but I had self-control i’m telling you because I’m attractive I get a lot of attitude from other women piss me off because this location is nice with the woman that I normally see and it wasn’t she the hard face one that was here today young girl she’s very nasty and rude and I will not return to any of...