THIS RESTAURANT IS CLOSED Mr. Jones

THIS RESTAURANT IS CLOSED Mr. Jones Restaurant Review:

THIS ESTABLISHMENT IS CLOSED Sometimes a restaurant can look too good. Meet Mr. Jones, a Japanese eatery on the East Village-Gramercy border. The room, billed as Danish early ’60s retro, actually looks like it’s straight out of a mod Jetsons set: cool jazz seeps through the speakers, and windows between the two main rooms are softly squared. The menu is uneven, but order right and you’ll wonder why Denmark and Japan didn’t collide sooner. Fried meatballs stuffed with foie gras is a fun dish, like getting a surprise within a surprise. The calamari, cooked in a kochujiang reduction, is a refreshing take on an overused ingredient. The pork belly (with wasabi) was tough and overcooked while the skewered chicken livers were ultra-tender, but actually undercooked. There’s also a list of Wagyu-centered small plates. A lengthy cocktail list (try anything with wasabi-infused vodka) inspires lingering. And with a room that transports one to an entirely new dimension, why not?