Let's do the Time Warp, Yeah: Mason Jar

I've one thing to say and that's Dammit, Janet I love youuuu... 

Rocky Horror anyone?

The other night, Jason's Aunt Debbie and Uncle Paul took us to dinner at Mason Jar off of I-10 and Clifford. As we walked in Debbie said something to the tune of "This place has been around for probably 50 years" to which I replied, "It appears the tablecloths have been as well!"

Ba-dum-cha!

No? Not funny?

Tablecloth. On the right. Can't miss it.

But for reals, this place was a total time warp. But even more bizarre was the fact that a menagerie of animal statues hung from all surfaces of the ceiling and were tucked away in different corners. So...I walked into the 60s AND a graveyard for discarded carousel pieces? AWE-SOME.

Rooster.

And even stranger, there was a smoking section in the bar. According to Debbie, it's one of the few places in Houston that still has one because they are just outside of the ordinance line. I normally wouldn't be too thrilled about that, but honestly it must be very well ventilated in there, because we were in the section right by the bar, and I was able to fully enjoy my meal without taking in second hand fumes.

And our server! What a loon! I mean, his personality totally fit this bizarre, eclectic bubble that I had stumbled into. He definitely played to his audience and developed quite the banter with Debbie and Paul.  

He would have totally loved my tablecloth joke.

Onto the food. Ever the indecisive food-chooser, I was tormented between the decision of getting their chicken pasta salad or old fashioned cheeseburger with bacon and seasoned fries (as one naturally would). As I was heatedly working through my dilemma with my fellow diners, Jason gave me a look that said "If you order a salad then proceed to eat my burger like you always do, I'm going to feed you to that cat hanging to the left of us on the ceiling." Okay, okayyyyyyy.

Cat.

So, burger it was!

Oh, and it WAS.

It was juicy, and flavorful, and cooked perfectly (medium rare, la-duh). The cheese was sooooo melty, which I loved, because I often find that restaurants will just slap a slice of cheddar onto a burger right at the end, and it comes out not quite melted. But this cheese had the consistency of fake ballpark cheese, which I totally dig. And the fries were pretty good. Not my absolute faves, but definitely good.

Oh, and I had a taste of Jason's Black Jack Burger, and it was so good I almost flew through the cat-roof. Super spicy, complex, and de-lish.

I know I've been ragging on the unusual decor of Mason Jar, but it's honestly a huge part of what makes it such a fun and interesting experience. I'm definitely a new fan.

It's just a jump to the left, and then a step to the right, with your hands on your hips, you bring your knees in tight. But it's the pelvic thrust that really drives you insane. Let's do the time-warp agaaaaaiiinnnn!!!!!!

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