BANK DE LÉON

Walk into Bank de Léon and you've left Wolverhampton's city centre behind—the colours, the rhythms, the smell of jerk spices hit you immediately. This is the kind of place where the staff actually know what they're doing, where recipes taste like they've been passed down rather than pulled from Google, and where you get the sense that people come back week after week because the food's genuine. It's not trying to be fancy or ironic about Caribbean food; it's just doing it properly on Lichfield Street, which honestly says everything you need to know about how good it must be.