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| - Honey Bears was one of my first restaurant meals in Phoenix, as I was brought here by a buddy who worked downtown and who moved here from Cali a year before I did. He was raving about it and I thought, "Well, I like BBQ. Actually, l like BBQ a LOT. Let's go!"
And, so...well...Honey Bears is what it is. A low-key BBQ joint where you can get your mess on. Decent sandwiches (chicken, brisket, etc.) and BBQ sauce - but I was thinking this was going to knock me backwards with how good it was where in reality it was just, "Well, I'd definitely eat here again, but ain't rushing to do it." The patronage can be, uh, "colorful" and "interesting" at times, especially the later at night you go (not that I have anything against people talking to themselves).
But I do appreciate that it's still there, a stalwart against all the crazy development happening around it. For those folks not living in $1 million condos on Central, they still need a place to go, eat, and drip BBQ sauce on their office clothes with not a care in the world.
3 stars.
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