My sister knows me pretty well, because this year she got me a gift certificate for a Philadelphia food tour, which combines three of my favorite things: eating, free-samples (technically if you pay for this yourself, it won’t fall into this category, but since it was a gift for me, it does), and random trivia
Category: Food
I haven’t really checked in on a weekly basis, because somehow this August became BUSY. The fact that the month is almost over is surprising and upsetting. I finally thought I’d have a chance this week to get some posts I’ve been working on churned out, but this really might just be it. I spent
I was out for dinner with my brother and some friends this past Sunday night, and we were talking about a bar whose wings we loved, that my friend Laura hadn’t been to in forever. The conversation quickly shifted to what other pubs in that area had great wings. We said we should make some
I’m embarrassed to say that I did not discover the macaron until June of last year, and while they’ve been in my life for less than a year at this point, I could safely say that I cannot imagine my life without them. Because I’m still mostly ignorant, I mistakenly thought that macarons and macaroons
I’ve noted a few times this year how my travel style/weekend activities has changed a bit as I get older. I used to not care about where I stayed, and while I still very often just use a room as a place to crash, I do enjoy more and more finding interesting places to stay.
I never realized how many foods I loved were deeply despised. Some, I should have seen coming, like my habit of eating grape jelly atop of scrambled eggs, which rightfully horrified my college friends when I pulled that stunt in the cafeteria at breakfast. I meanwhile, was ready to recoil in horror when they put
I have to confess something. On its own I find lobster to be overrated. Now, before you get all up in arms, remember that overrated does not mean bad. Lobster is delicious. It’s sweet, it’s light, and drowned in drawn butter, it’s a quintessential summer experience. It’s just that for the amount of money you
My last two posts were basically an extended lament about leaving Lancaster and returning to the NEPA motherland. I hope you didn’t get the wrong idea. While I am genuinely sad about leaving Lancaster, I’m not necessarily upset to be returning home. Sure, Lancaster has a lot of things Northeastern PA doesn’t. For one thing,
Whenever the topic of “Pennsylvania food” comes up you hear about cheesesteaks, Philly “wudder” ice, soft pretzels, Pennsylvania Dutch scrapple and whoopie pies, Lebanon bologna, and Pittsburgh’s Primanti Brothers French fry topped sandwiches (although as an aside: my brother who lives in Pittsburgh, speaks very low of this establishment). That’s all well and good and I’m not going
For the longest time I’d always seen pictures of various “Restaurant Weeks” popping up all over Facebook, but never quite understood the concept of such a thing. “Why do people need an excuse to go to restaurants?” I wondered. I eat out whenever I’m too lazy to cook which happens way more than I budget
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