When we lived in Kingston, we had a breadfruit tree on the side of the yard.
Never got a fruit from it, though, and was really disappointed! I asked Winston, our gardener, and he said "Well, Mum, ther's a grrreat reaason for THAT!" (trying badly to write his patois) and pointed to a long stick with a hook and basket leaning against the house next door. I didn't care that they harvested our ackee, but I DID want the breadfruit. AARRGH