Asian fusion restaurants are so common these days its impossible not to get spare ribs next to sushi on a table anymore. Used to be you could go to a japanese restaurant and order sushi, and you had to cross the street to go to the crappy chinese take out place if you wanted lo mein for an entree. But in the age of ridiculous convenience we live in, we can now do it all anywhere-- even crappy french restaurants serve sushi now. So why did this culinary snob go to one of these gimmicky 'asian fusion' restaurants? Because I had a hot date! HAHAHA. Obviously the best thing in the restaurant was me but I couldn't start with that so I ordered some Edamame Potstickers which the place advertises as "the best in New York". My date was so pleased with these I knew I was getting oral later (score!). I ordered more just in case. The potstickers were more like steamed dumplings with edamame puree inside with a wasabi-cream dressing. They had incredible balance and were so delicious I cried a little. I want to say these are the absolute best asian thing in the whole world except for 'Tila Tequila' or my kung fu (which is the strongest most asian kung fu out there). The rest of the menu is awesome. The Chefs special rolls on the back are especially tasty, most of them are flame-kissed-mix-fish-sushi-rolls-of-delight with a touch of spice. Everything is savory and sweet at the same time. Its hard to believe that the chef here is chinese and still makes sushi this good. I think the best thing still is the Edamame 'puffs' as my beautiful date describes them. And I probably would have scored but she decided to stay and keep ordering more dumplings (sad). Anyway, dont miss on this amazing gem in the heart of Astoria. If you werent looking for it you would pass right by because the place is kind of crappy looking. The service is great but the decor kind of sucks. But I still think its one of the best!
9 out of 10 ninja stars
JJ asian fusion
31st ave and 37th st
astoria, queens 11106
Thank god Iphones have gps because this place was about as easy to find as two native americans in the same room. My taxi passed it and kept going till I pointed out that the numbers were going the wrong way and that even though we were in the west village logic still has prescedence over stupidity. He let me and my super-hot-recently-single-jailbait-date out a few feet away from a large wooden wall which apparently is in fact a very good restaurant called Mas. I was only a few minutes late for my reservation but they still had my tiny table waiting for me. I of course did not take the ultra comfortable looking banquet because i am not an ass but I would have liked a sit. Perhaps I should have ingested more liquid courage and joined my date on the other side but I had the feeling that this wasnt that kind of place. It felt a bit fancy but still relaxed. The menus were sparse but presented nice options anyway. Everything was seasonal and therefore guaranteed difficult to mess up even for a retard chef and also incredibly expensive. I coerced my hot date quite easily into doing the 4 course tasting menu and drinking a bottle of french wine (great wine list) but failed to coerce her into an impromptu make out session in the bathroom (which i forgot to check out darnit!!!). The amuse bouche was a joke, some crappy little pieces of corn and some kind of green rabbit food like thing was super forgettable, thank god thats freebie. The first course was a salmon cucumber toastie thing which was so good I was sexually satisfied right there... i swear! That was followed by something but i cant remember..... It was good, but I cant remember. Then the monkfish... this was bland at best. Really a failure but it was still pallatable and small enough not to mess up my appetite for the last course. I had a pork loin with flageolet and it was remeniscent of a duck confit set up but a really nice take on it. I found it both familiar and surprising, however I would have liked my beans cooked a bit more. The dessert was so good I wanted to die in the middle, be reincarnated as a fruit fly, fly into the room and land into the dessert to try it again for the first time. It was chocolate decedance. Made from valhrona chocolate with both bittersweet and dark chocolate coming together into a sweet symphony of mouth pleasure. I would like to make out with the dessert chef for this one (please be a member of the swedish bikini team). Overall, this place was delicious and unforgettable but not perfect. My palate has become more refined since my last post and I am going to be a bit harsh, but this place is probably one of the best I have eaten at in a long time. Please go eat here. 
