On a recent trip to Treasure Beach with my friend, I was amused to find a charming little breakfast joint called Smurf’s Cafe. The Smurfs was one of my favorite childhood cartoons. I just found out that the mythical blue creatures originated from Belgium, a place that is dear to my heart. My five-year-old self could only dream that one day I would go to a land where the cool blue people were created. Apparently, I was not the only fan of the animated series.
There was nothing particularly fancy about the Cafe but it had a homely and personal feel that larger establishments lack. You know the kind of place where they would know your name and your usual order. The patrons we spoke to were regulars. They specialize in a variety of omelets, which you can customize to your liking along with side orders of your choice. Yummy fried dumplings, pancakes, hash browns, or french toast with my personal favorite, ripe plantains. Wash down your delicious breakfast with tea, freshly squeezed orange juice, or aromatic coffee grown, roasted, and brewed on location.
The beauty of the Jamaican countryside is the lack of “proper ” addresses. You may get lost a few times but the locals are always helpful with directions. Directions which may sound like, “just around the corner”, “go straight until you see it”, “stop right where you see the big mango tree then turn left, right where you see a lot of goats.”
All you lovers of the off the beaten path, it doesn’t get more off than South, St. Elizabeth.
Check out Smurf’s Facebook page. I doubt you’ll find a number but you can call if you get lost or can’t find the mango tree right where the goats gather.
Leave a comment
The lack of proper directions sounds like my experience in Costa Rica. Very hard to find places are my kind of places.