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
Before we start, I need to get something out of the way. Last week I told you I was going to check out Urban Axes in Philly. Last week I said I had a feeling I’d be pretty good. I was not. I was the 2nd worst one in our group of ten. Moving on.
You know what I love? Being able to write that something met/exceeded my expectations, which is what happened when I visited the Museum of the American Revolution this past weekend. What is the Museum of the American Revolution you ask? Well, almost exactly what it sounds like. Philadelphia’s newest museum explores the events leading up
I have a well-documented history of not loving to run. By all accounts I should like it. I actively enjoy going to the gym and exercising. It makes me feel good. Two of my favorite hobbies are cross-country skiing, and hiking, both cardiovascular workouts that you can make very taxing. However, I’ve always viewed running
I’m great at planning things. Sometimes I struggle with follow through. Sometimes that’s not a bad thing though. I spent this past weekend in Philadelphia. I was planning on going to a Frank Turner show at The Fillmore on Friday night, then meet my college roommate, who lives out in Conshohocken Saturday to attend the
I used to begin every year with a list of travel/weekend fun related New Year’s Resolutions, and then end the subsequent year going over each one to see if it was a success or a failure. This was stupid for a couple of reasons. I almost always had too lofty of expectations, and realistically was setting
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
Last year, I spent the first weekend of May in Philadelphia with Philly Bike Tours, learning that I actually don’t hate bike riding as much as I thought. I then spent a glorious Saturday day drinking at Philly beer gardens, and attending the annual South Street Maifest, presented by Brauhaus Schmitz, which was the inspiration
Maybe it was my Catholic upbringing that always made me associate cemeteries as hallowed ground, rather then something more sinister, but they never creeped me out, as they seem to do with so many people. There were two particularly old cemeteries near where I grew up, that as teenagers, we would sneak into to try
I’m sitting here in my parents living room in good old Upper Browndale Pennsylvania. It’s 9AM (it’s also Thursday, June 26th-rest assured I won’t get this published till sometime in July). I’m making eggs and drinking a Guinness and trying to figure out what red, white and blue outfit I should be wearing to Scranton to watch the
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