Honey in Minneapolis, Minnesota

It was a dark, stormy Thursday night. And I was hungry. And in the mood for some... accordion music... ??? Well, yes. Enter Honey.

It was my first time there and I was very impressed. At first, I was doubtful as I headed down the stairs to this basement eatery (my thoughts perhaps tainted by the "interesting" things I've seen in basements). But, a turn to the left at the base of the stairs revealed a swanky little joint. In the spotlight near the back, a little old man showing an accordion "who's your daddy" and an equally small lady belting out a french little number (I suddenly crave a croissant and I don't know why...).