I had a sandwich called “the Beerhive” and was piled high with so many cold cut meats, I had to wonder what wasn’t on the sandwich (I know, Mitch, even after we talked about this last night).
That said, the bread was fantastic, and only when I noticed that the three others at my table were done eating, their plates gone and their cups empty, did I notice how LARGE the sandwich was. And worth every bite.
For the rest, the atmosphere felt like a upscale bar, with a hoppin’ jazz melody playing over head that made me want to get up and shake what my momma gave me. A great way to start a week with two Mondays in it. Prices were decent, and I spent about $13 for a sandwich and carbonated beverage.