I'm starting it off with Honey's Sit and Eat. Honey's is a small shabby chic establishment in Northern Liberties. On the weekend the wait for breakfast can easily reach two hours. I personally can't wait for two hours for breakfast. I would either pass out from hunger or eat another patron. That said I have waited over an hour for breakfast there. I may, or may not, have longingly eyed a small child's chunky arm during that wait while wondering how it would taste with a bit of Queso but I refuse to comment on that subject any further. The concept of Honey's to think of the best down home southern cooking made by your Jewish Grandmother after she returned from a visit with your Aunt Edie in New Mexico. Vegetable Latkes sit next to Fried Green Tomatoes on Honey's menu right across from Mahi Mahi Tacos. If you can't find anything to eat on the menu you're either not really hungry... or a picky vegan.
My first couple of trips to Honey's was for their breakfast. On this particular trip I had Nutella and Pear stuffed Challah french toast topped with whipped cream and crème anglaise.
Challah bread is a traditional bread served on the Sabbath as well as anytime a good Jew wants to indulge in delicious braided carb goodness. It's very versatile for use in recipes and has become a popular choice for french bread due to its ability to soak up the wet ingredients without turning into mush. It's also very damned delicious. When topped with the nutella and pear combination it is a decidedly delicious diabetes inducing dish. Since it was late in the day, my dining companion ChopStixx and I shared a plate of Guacamole and Chips. Slightly blurry photo below.
This was impeccable smooth and creamy. The guacamole had a consistency less like a mashed vegetable and more like whipped cream. The triangles of tortilla chips were served spiked into the Guacamole like a culinary hedgehog. Not that I think a hedgehog is appetizing. Although it might be if served with this Guacamole. Sorry, Sonic. I failed to get a picture of the Enfrijoladas with Chorizo but I have to say I've gone to Honey's three times for breakfast at this point and I always order this dish. I may have to wrap it up and take it home but I always have to order the combination of eggs, beans, salsa verde, queso fresco, and fresh fresh fresh micro greens. My only defense for not getting a picture is that I'm usually halfway through the dish before I remember I'm supposed to be blogging.
Originally they were only a breakfast and lunch joint. They have since expanded to include dinner, appear on Diners, Drive-ins and Dives, and are soon opening a second location. My most recent trip was my first for dinner. I took along my Mom, MommaFox, visiting from California. During what seemed to be the Down Pour Of The Apocalypse I took MommaFox into Northern Libs for a bite at Honey's. After waiting in the car for twenty minutes for the rain to either let up or Noah's Arc to appear on the horizon we finally braved the rain to dash inside. We were quickly greeted by one of the most upbeat servers I've even encountered. I'll forgive him for wearing those hideous tiger print wayfarer sunglasses on the top of his head. We decided on sliced heirloom tomatoes.
The tomatoes although not visually the most appealing dish were full of bright perky flavor that was in stark contrast to the doomsday happening outside the windows. Simple but delicious. For dinner we both decided on Bubby's Brisket Platter. MommaFox is watching her carbs and they were happy to substitute her Red Bliss Mashed potatoes for another choice of side from their list of over twentyoptions. I stuck with the mashed potatoes.
The portions was huge. This was my dinner, lunch and snack. The mashed potatoes were super creamy, smooth, and a perfect comfort food for a rainy day. The brisket was fall-apart-tender. The root vegetables were super fresh and had soaked up the au jus from the brisket. It was honestly nostalgic to share this with meal MommaFox because it reminded me of something that would have come out of her kitchen during my childhood. It was a cozy warm meal served with great friendliness. Our server even managed to convince me to take home an pecan apple tart. I wish I'd had the room to stay and have it at Honey's where they serve it warm and with a scoop of vanilla ice cream from the legendary Basset's. MommaFox confessed that when she first walked into Honey's small dining room and spied the ultra hipster waitstaff she was more than just a little doubtful. Not that I can blame her. Bicycle shorts should never be worn by a man working in a kitchen. That much un-netted hair can't be sanitary. However the food at Honey's shines even when the sun refuses to.
Honey's Sit and Eat: Fox tested, MommaFox approved.
No comments:
Post a Comment