My wife and I, who have been DoJo fans for decades, were saddened by it's recent closing but heartened to hear it would be re:opening post renovations. After many months it finally has re:opened--- well- something calling itself "DoJo's" has. DoJo's was an unpretentious place full of character(and characters) with a healthy, lovingly made, eclectic menu at reasonable prices. It attracted a wonderfully quirky NYC crowd whose main common bond seemed to be that they loved the place, the food, and the "come one come all" lack of pretense. Goodbye that DoJos' and hello waiters whose face asks you if you're hip enough to be in their company. The old, weathered wooden floors have been replaced by plastic faux wood flooring. The great old dark, wooden, classic bar, by some generic "wow and now" soulless stone topped affair. The food is exactly the skimpy portioned, overpriced nonsense you'd expect in such a place. I won't even get into the music blaring at you as you vainly try to sate either your appetite or palate. I left after eating my "meal" feeling sad and hungry. So I walked the few blocks to 12 Chairs and ordered their Grilled Chicken Salad both because I needed a decent dinner-- and wanted to assure myself there still were "real" eateries in NYC.
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