The Honey Hole

The Honey Hole

Eating is a top hobby of mine... as well as a great means of sustenance. This winter break, I'd love to continue to burn holes in my pocket for Urban Spoon and Yelp excursions after stumbling upon the holy grail of sandwich shops today on E Pike St. The Honey Hole and Loving Hut (poorly named and could be easily mistaken for female escort services) are two restaurants I've been wanting to try for there excellent reviews, reputation, and vegan/vegetarian menu. As I Yelped directions, I came across this gem of a review:

"I originally stumbled upon this eatery while searching the interwebs for a female escort. I've always found the better ones to be named after some sort of sweetener. Think about it, even The Rolling Stones sung about the joys of Brown Sugar.

Then the inner marketing guy in me saw the second part of the name & thought she must be pretty smart. Y'know, if you were looking for a tow truck, you'd breeze right past a company named "Acme" but if they said what they did and were named "Acme Towing" you'd give them your business. So when I saw HoneyHole, I knew I wanted to give her the business. Sweet & cavernous, what more could a boy want?

When I got there, I realized it was a sandwich shop. I figured I hiked all this way, I may as well eat something. I did. It was good."

This review pretty much says it all. First you allow a little giggle room for its name. You eat. And it's good. Damn good. Drew ordered a Gooch sandwich. He was afraid of its pronunciation, but it's exactly what you think. As for me, I had a veggie dirt burger. I wonder what the Love Hut has to offer me.