We all know the definition… “Doing the same thing again and again while expecting a different result.”
I so feel like I should love Jerk Chicken and yet, every time it’s on a menu I order it, and every time I’m disappointed. I visited a reputed Lowell restaurant recently and once again, I regretted my order. It was cooked perfectly, the sides were great… But it just wasn’t working for me. Just meh.
I’m going to learn my lesson, finally, and pass the next time. I can’t put my finger on why it doesn’t move me but this time I mean it. Just say no to jerk.
Unless I’m in Jamaica.