Saturday night, I went to see The Honey Brothers play at the Bowery Ballroom. They are a great local band - NY-style rock, infused with banjos, ukuleles and harmonicas, with four vocalists (yes, four) who can all harmonize. (How many bands since the 1950s have four harmonizing vocalists???)
So, this week, I [insert heart symbol here] The Honey Brothers.
In a twist of serendipity, they even handed out honey sticks to the crowd during the show. I, in my mad vanity and complete lack of logic, decided that this was because we had a honey tip coming out this week. Honey actually keeps showing up in my life this year - I found my absolute favorite honey ever in Italy last year, and rationed it down to the point where I was licking the inside of the jar. I bought my mom an incredible set of varietal Italian honeys in Rome for last Mother's Day. Last spring, I dated a guy who owned a varietal honey company, and then I discovered the Honey Bros. a couple of months ago, and they have become my current favorite Lower East Side band to follow these days.
If all those things aren't signs that I am supposed to go out and buy some varietal honey, I don't know what is...
-Heather... off to listen to "Some of them are Nice Days..." their best song...