Wednesday, August 1, 2012

G's Jamaican Quisine - yeah, that's G with a "G"

A few weeks ago we went to G's Jamaican Quisine at 79th and Troost.  It was pretty good.  It moonlights as a reggae club, so there was mainly open floor space, with tables spread about, a decent sized stage in the corner and some big speakers along the walls.  It also had some decent airbrushed murals on the walls and a beer stained pool table.  And a couple of big fans to fight the heat.  No A/C in the joint; G himself said it was being worked on, but that didn't help me - it's not fun when you go outside to cool off in July.

I like to think of myself as a goat connoisseur, as much as one can be in Kansas City.  When I go to a restaurant that has goat, I order it.  I am also a curry connoisseur. I like curry like Josh like's ketchup (3 likes in that sentence, for those of you keeping score at home).  I like it on everything. (friendly word of advice: don't add curry to your pregnant wife's scrambled eggs - trust me). If a restaurant has something curried, I order it.  G's has curried goat.  The holy grail.  I ordered oxtail.

I wanted the goat, but it was already well-represented in the group, so I went with oxtail, which I had never had before.  They also have cow feet on the menu, but I couldn't quite do it.  The oxtail was great.  It's like a very tender, fatty roast.  A little hard to eat, because you have to work around the tail bone, but you are rewarded with some tasty ox flesh in the end.

With the oxtail I had red beans and rice, which were possibly the best I ever had, and fried plantains, which were awesome.  They were like a banana crossed with a potato.  I purchased a plantain at the store the other day to try to fry one.  We'll see how it goes.

I did try the curried goat.  It was the shiznittlebitty, and tasty too.  I will order that if I make it back to G's, or more likely, for take-out. I will order the cow feet for Sara.  Curried cow feet, if she's pregnant.

I give G's a 3.2. 

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