There’s a place in Northeast Minneapolis where the steaks are thick, the fireplaces crackle with authority, and the atmosphere makes you feel like you should be wearing a crown.
Jax Cafe has been treating diners like royalty since the 1930s, and it’s still the kind of place that makes sweatpants feel like a personal failure.
Walking into Jax Cafe is like stepping through a portal to an era when people actually got dressed for dinner and didn’t consider athletic wear appropriate restaurant attire.
The brick building on University Avenue doesn’t scream for attention, but it doesn’t need to when you’ve been this good for this long…