It'd be easy to dismiss all Jamaican food as jerk, curry and plantains set to a Bob Marley soundtrack, Red Stripe in-hand, "Hey Mon!" and all that. And yes, you'll find all except a thick Patois at this Caribbean replacement for the long-standing Tex-Mex landmark, El Tesoro, which shuttered earlier this summer.
At the brightly re-painted Spice Island Grill, you'll also find a lot more cultural and culinary depth, ranging from Ital (the strict Rastafari diet) tributes like a range of tofu entrées to Jamaica's national dish ($12.99), a salty, herby scramble of tomatoes, onions, salted cod and Ackee fruit, an oddly but not unpleasantly egg-y (at least, here) tasting cousin to lychee fruit.