Not for the faint of heart, The Mason Jar‘s a joint you’d visit to fully indulge in luscious barbeque and deliciously greasy carbs.
Kimmy got super-aromatic fried chicken and I got the mouth-watering braised short rib grilled cheese. The glistening, toasted bread is jam packed with juicy, fall-off-the-bone braised short ribs. And as if that wasn’t enough, it comes smothered in warm, gooey cheese.
The barbeque may not be as authentic as say Hill Country, but their second derivative offerings such as these sandwiches are just as good, and far more affordable.
It’s also a bit more of a sports bar scene, so for a venue a tad under the radar, I’d actually feel more inclined to come back to the Mason Jar instead of some of the fancy barbeque restaurants you’re starting to find all throughout Manhattan.