After the happy hour, I needed real food. I was fairly inebriated and needed nourishment. So we headed down the street to Jones. I hadn’t been here in a gazillion years. I’m not sure when Jones opened, but that was the last time I was here, right after it opened. And I didn’t remember anything about it, other than it was ok.
R got the matzoh ball soup. These matzohs were ginormous. She really enjoyed it. Oh yeah, you get some free bread too. Hot and fresh, pretty damn good.
They had a shrimp bisque special that night, so I partook. It was good. Nothing earth shattering, but still good. There was lots of it, that’s for damn sure. It’s a pretty big bowl.
R went crazy and got the thanksgiving dinner. You cannot tell from this picture, but this dish was also ginormous. She barely ate two bites.
And oh yeah, we got the red velvet cake for dessert, which was a special. And like a jackass, I totally forgot to take a picture… probably because it was so damn good I was overcome with the need to stuff my face, instead of grabbing my camera. Even the icing was good on it, and I’m not often into icing.