Davelle is an all-day Japanese restaurant on the LES that’s about the size of a studio apartment you’d find in the same neighborhood. There’s a pleasant sidewalk patio out front where you can stare at tiny dogs waddling down Suffolk Street and drink some matcha in the morning. Inside, you’ll find a narrow dining room with three small tables and eight seats at a bar, which shifts from serving coffee to wine and sake as the day goes on. In addition to top-notch caffeinated drinks, Davelle’s menu ranges from small plates like lemony fried chicken to entrees like smoky pork curry to a number of Japanese spaghetti dishes unlike anything else you’ll find in New York. One is cooked in ketchup and soy sauce (a combo that’s popular in Japan and works well), and another is topped with so much uni that eating it feels like when a wave knocks you down and rolls you along the ocean floor, but without the whole losing your bathing suit thing. And these dishes only make up half the menu. The acoustics are a mix of Marvin Gaye, Ray Charles, and stories from the chef/owner about growing up in Hokkaido. With the old mirror over the fireplace and the dried flowers hanging on the brick walls, Davelle feels more like the den in a brownstone than a restaurant on the LES. Thankfully, it’s both.