"Do you see the ackee?" We were strolling the banks of the Black River on Jamaica's south coast when we heard the call of a man from a nearby car. He gestured up at an ordinary-looking tree we were near. Between its green leaves peeked small, red fruit, bursting open to reveal large, black seeds like eyes looking out at us. "That's ackee," he said. "We make our national dish from that fruit. You must try some while you are here!" More »
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