Thought for Food

More favorite things: being a tourist!

It’s been about 17 years since I’ve been in Philadelphia. We didn’t bother with the Liberty Bell, but we did spend a giddy half hour in the Reading Terminal Market (priorities, dude, priorities). Then we ate our purchases — those not destined for a grill and dinner — under a cherry blossom tree near City Hall (Ochs & Sons pork sandwich for him; fish taco and mushroom enchilada from 12th Street Cantina for me).

PS: I’ve gotten M. to the point where I think he might actually enjoytaking silly pictures. Case in point: when we drove past the giant dominoes, I was so excited I could barely put words together.  (It’s my favorite game.)  I didn’t need to.  “We’ll come back for your picture,” M. said.  Thanks, baby!