by Peter M. on In a nutshell, I'm not impressed. Looks nice, but the food was crap, at least what I had, which was admittedly only "roasted tomato & fennel soup" and coffee. The "soup" tasted like watered down tomato sauce straight from a can...no flavor at all. The coffee was weak and NO ONE CAME BY TO SEE IF I WANTED A REFILL. In fact, the service in this place sucks the big trouser-mouse!! The people we were meeting for brunch got here before us and they were apoplectic about how bad the service was. I will never return....bad service, bad attitude from staff, and bad food do not a successful restaurant make.
by Kylee Selbert on First time going here. My friends told me the more stairs you climb, the shadier it gets. So true. First floor is a typical american-chinese place. Typical "asian" fried entrees, but a full bar. We ordered just an appetizer and drinks all around. Had a scorpion bowl, it was pretty good. I've had better and worse. Walked upstairs to the second floor. It was a bar setting, and we got another scorpion bowl. With cute little plastic dinosaurs thrown in. Even better. Walked up another flight of stairs. Pretty much just a dance floor. I think they served beer, in the corner, didn't care to check. Plays top 40's, everyone had their jackets and bags thrown in one big corner. Seedy crowd, but perfect after those drinks.
by Michelle Murphree on MJQ is a great spot for dancing on Wednesday nights. There is enough space on the dance floor that you can really let loose if you so choose (which I hope you do!). Plus, with two rooms for dancing, you can always just migrate to the other room if you get bored with the scene. There is an eclectic mix of both music and people and that keeps things interesting for participant-observation purposes. Also, because I hate pretense, the decor at MJQ is just right. The concrete floors seem to say, "have a drink and get your groove on or go home," and for the most part people listen. And that is good. I have three complaints about MJQ: They don't take credit cards, the dancing starts too late, and it is more of a meat market than you'd expect at first blush. None of these things are criminal offenses, however. Just bring a wad of cash and around 11:30 PM saunter your ass straight to the dance floor, ignoring the lame pickup artists lining the wall.
