The Americas

Gina follows the smoke to a roadside pit in Jamaica and discovers that jerk chicken isn’t a recipe — it’s a philosophy, a history, and the best thing she’s put in her mouth in years.

Gina follows the smell of coconut milk and dendê oil through the streets of Salvador and discovers the fish stew that stopped her clock completely.

Gina lands in the food capital of Mexico, wanders into a market kitchen she almost walked right past, and meets the most complex, soul-rearranging sauce on planet Earth.

In a sun-drenched courtyard in Puebla, Mexico, Gina comes face to face with a dish so stunning she thought it was a centerpiece. Spoiler: she ate it, and she will never be the same.