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Jack Sprat Restaurant Bar & Record ShopyCalabash Bay - Treasure Beach
Phone: +1 876-965-3583
Mobile: +1 876-564-8983

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Jack Sprat is a restaurant that’s really about community—it’s where the village comes to hang out. It’s considered the headquarters of eating and drinking in Treasure Beach. And the jerk crab is off the charts.
 
Jack Sprat is the neighborhood hotspot in Treasure Beach where locals and Jakes guests come for the fresh, grilled seafood and the pizza, made with toppings like pepperoni, lobster and jerk chicken. There’s also an ice cream counter and regular beach bonfires. Of course, everyone is drawn to the vibe. It always feels like there’s a relaxed party going on at Jack Sprat—great music, the breezy, outdoor deck overlooking the ocean, people hanging out and playing backgammon. Plus, there’s the Jack Sprat ATM. You can’t beat that for convenience. Check out the menu.
 
“Jack Sprat is a real melting pot of people: you can meet Treasure Beach policemen, students, the local mayor and visitors from almost any country in the world. There’s always great music playing, dominos and ludi on the table, album art from classic ska, reggae, and dance records hang on the walls and there’s a great rum bar.”
 
—JASON HENZELL
 
Insider tip: call in your order before you arrive—or for delivery! Are you part of the Treasure Beach community or staying nearby? Order for delivery and we will pedal over your pizzas—and anything else you order—soon as it’s ready. Call Jack Sprat direct: 876-564-8983
Sally Henzell contains multitudes. She’s a bona fide set designer, window dresser, poet, muse, painter, planter, builder, stylist and most recently, architect.
 
In 1991, she bought a little mud and wattle house in Treasure Beach, just down the road from where she spent her childhood summers.
 
 
Sally says, “Now this little parcel of land was well known to me. It was where we ended up having walked down the reef with Daddy so that he could shoot our breakfast in Barracuda Hole and where on the tiny beach we could meet up with the neighbouring kids and play.”
 
 
She soon turned her little house into a restaurant and people started coming. Sally had a lot of friends who wanted to stay over. So she built some groovy rooms, which then attracted groovy people.
 
Sally reminisces: “My son Jason, who had a perfectly good job at a bank in Mobay came to see what ole flipperty-jibbet Mummy was about and saw a potential that was a far larger ambition than mine.”
 
 
Jason bought more land. Sally began to build one bespoke cottage after another. Then she visited Barcelona to see Gaudi's work: “Everything he did mattered, when he built a house he also built the furniture, put on the doorknobs and possibly the street lamp opposite with the ornate bench underneath it.”
 
 
Sally returned and built more, differently and beautifully, above and beyond. And Jakes became everything it is. Community maker. Love cultivator. Here is where the heart is.
 
Sally Henzell contains multitudes. She’s a bona fide set designer, window dresser, poet, muse, painter, planter, builder, stylist and most recently, architect.
 
In 1991, she bought a little mud and wattle house in Treasure Beach, just down the road from where she spent her childhood summers.
 
 
Sally says, “Now this little parcel of land was well known to me. It was where we ended up having walked down the reef with Daddy so that he could shoot our breakfast in Barracuda Hole and where on the tiny beach we could meet up with the neighbouring kids and play.”
 
 
She soon turned her little house into a restaurant and people started coming. Sally had a lot of friends who wanted to stay over. So she built some groovy rooms, which then attracted groovy people.
 
Sally reminisces: “My son Jason, who had a perfectly good job at a bank in Mobay came to see what ole flipperty-jibbet Mummy was about and saw a potential that was a far larger ambition than mine.”
 
 
Jason bought more land. Sally began to build one bespoke cottage after another. Then she visited Barcelona to see Gaudi's work: “Everything he did mattered, when he built a house he also built the furniture, put on the doorknobs and possibly the street lamp opposite with the ornate bench underneath it.”
 
 
Sally returned and built more, differently and beautifully, above and beyond. And Jakes became everything it is. Community maker. Love cultivator. Here is where the heart is.
 
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