Me 'n' #141 go back a long way, almost six decades as a matter of fact, to the delightful days of Frank and Cyrus Biscardi and Papa Joe's, home of the only pizza in the Village... little matter that it was a "shell pie."
It's seen a lot of name changes over the decades, with varying degrees of success, and while the most recent incarnation, Jonesy's, née Micole's, has gone dark, it lasted four plus years over five Summers.
In the early '60s during my two years alternately windjamming and working in bars in the Caribbean, we had a snappy line about the retail liquor business:
"Opening night and closing night were the two best nights they had... and they were only a week apart."
Jonesy's performed considerably better than that, but it's a tough business even without a recalcitrant landlord, some questionable management decisions and a seeming inability to hang onto a chef for any period of time.
More important than any postmortem is what happens next at #141.
There are apparently several different entities looking to pick over the bones of the demised business, one of whom... incredibly... is said to be "Chef Leo" Balestrieri, late of the Buckhead's Grill vaporware planned... and aborted... at the old Skyway Lounge/Matchbox/Finn McCool's.
O, that'll work!
I can envision it now... the line out into the parking lot will be less diners thronging to taste his much bally-hoo'd barbecue, than tradesmen seeking redress for services rendered to 101 Old Riverhead Road.
Very sad to see Jonesy's close. It was always a favorite place with good people.