No, I didn't come all of the way to Colorado to get Jamaican food. But the sausage stand that I was trying to get to had just closed for the day, and I needed food. So I walked further down the 16th Street Mall to Stout Street and came across this food cart, and fortunately, they served half orders.
So I got this jerk chicken in the hopes that it would be nice and spicy, but it wasn't. Maybe my perception of this dish is warped by a particularly hot one that I had back in school, but this one was tame. I still ate all of the delicious rice underneath, but I passed on the chicken. I wonder how the rest of their food is though.
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