Each plane ride leads me to the next. Each trip, long or short, has me craving a new adventure.
I am always dreaming of that next departure.
I cannot be still and stay. My most comfortable place is the airport.
Last weekend was spent traipsing through Philadelphia with the one and only KB.
Off we were to explore her new city and eat just about everything in sight. It was as we called it, a foodie weekend, with not much but food crawls on our minds.
I made (yes made) KB order, as technically she had never ordered one before. Don’t worry, whiz was involved.
Our next stop was a jaunt to a pop up beer garden for happy hour. I could live in this pop up beer garden. Which by the way at the end of the season is stripped down to the bare parking lot that it came from. The Pennsylvania Horticultural Society puts these on and it may be the best summer activity ever. Beyond jealous one is not on my street. Ahemmm Minneapolis….
Post beer garden, you should probably head to Tria Fitler Square for you know… carbs and cheese. The perfect “beer-soaker-uper”. Get the Truffled Egg Toast with Fontina Fontal. O my god this is the best toast or anything else that you will ever put in your mouth. We also had the Pistachio Herbed Ricotta with Lavender Honey Bruschetta. I plan to recreate this at home very soon. SO good. The braised beef short rib gnocchi was also to die for. All in all, carb heaven.
Naturally the next morning, we had to start brunch on the same carb and cheese train. Because we totally did not have enough the night before. AND we had trekked all the way to the new Century 21, meaning we had burned off at least half of the night’s delights.
Check out Zavino Wine Bar for seriously the largest meat and cheese tray ever.
After more walking, exploring and a daytime cocktail or two, our dinner reservation at Mercato arrived. I’m told you are not to take photos here, and as I do not break the rules, I refused to do it. However others were doing it and KB demanded documentation. Somehow, someone managed to take the below………..
With my stomach and carb love full, off we went to wander the picturesque historic streets. If anyone would like to purchase the below home for me, I’d greatly appreciate it. Then I could spend more time traipsing through the city and sampling the restaurants to my heart’s content.
While I’m over here already dreaming of the next trip, I left Philly happy at a friend’s new home, happy for her next adventures and delighted to have met some of her new people; amazed at her already amassed knowledge of the city and passion to explore.
(I’ll be over here eating salad all week)
Have you been to Philly?