Call me, Mrs Jones

Sunday is my new Friday.

It's my favorite day just because I get to spend the whole day with my family. Once you stay out of the house for more than 10 hours everyday, you get to appreciate family time more and more. Nothing beats good old mom and dad.. and of course, the obnoxious little bro. Tradition and routine is our specialty. We don't usually like adventure (thus my hesitation to camping and other uncomfortable activities). Planning ahead and being comfortable is our thing. That previous sentence actually sounded like our family = boring but promise, it's not.

We're a loud family. We speak our minds and we make kwento of the small details of our lives while we eat. Well, that typically leads to almost an hour of sitting and munching on some yummy meals. Dad wants to treat us to something new every Sunday so I try to document the special (and most delicious) ones. I don't always get to take photos because I become so hangry (hungry + angry) and I indulge in the food once it's placed on the table. But this time, I thought a 10-20 second wait is worth it just to have some evidence of my fantastic food trip.

Welcome to Mr. Jones!

It's probably the best American place I ever had the pleasure to dine in. I am loving the interior that screams 1980's American classic. It's not a fancy shmancy restaurant but it's got spunk. The sunlight shines through the whole restaurant from the glass wall. It's one of those places where the ambiance is just easy and fun. You can not easily find a bad thing about Mr Jones. It's clean and open and sunny. You can just tell from how the kitchen is exposed to the dining area. A single uninvited rodent or dirt will easily be noticed. But no, Mr Jones' kitchen is clean as a cat (the analogy just sounded right).

It's the part of the post where I will make you hungry. If I can marry Mr Jones and have all of what's in their menu, I definitely will! Their french fries are not only French. It has melted cheese, bits of steak, POTATOES! Wow, right? Every forkful of fries is a surprise. You don't know which other extra ingredient is in that fork. It has a very distinct taste that is almost addictive.

To balance your taste buds, the milkshake my brother got is the perfect palate cleanser. It's so.. well, milky. I appreciate that they don't waste anything since they also provide an extra glass for the part of your milkshake. It's like they make it in an amount where one huge glass can't contain it. So there's a part 2!

The mac n cheese made me forget my name. It's cheesy, and it had a lot of different kinds of pasta. Another surprising dish, really. Like the fries where every forkful is a fantastic shock, the mac n cheese is a combination of macaroni and other kinds of noodles that I forgot what they're called. I don't know how they mix their cheeses but it's phenomenal. Words cannot fathom just how yummy their cheese is.

The burgers are big and will fill an American man. Perfectly cooked and paired with simple fries. They don't scrimp in quality here. You ordered a burger, you'll get a BURGER! :)

Next time you're in Greenbelt, go straight to Mr Jones. It's in Greenbelt 3, the line of restos outside the mall. You'll love it, I swear. (If you don't, I'll personally treat you to lunch and force cheesy goodness to your suspicious tummy. I'm demanding like that. :D) I know it sounds expensive since it's located in a row of expensive restos, but this one is definitely worth your hundred bucks. It's not overpriced (price range: 300-500/meal) but it's over-delish! Head over there now. :)