Philly has been a man’s town for too long. And hey, not to point fingers or anything, but maybe that’s exactly what’s wrong with this place.
Given that women actually make up a majority in Philadelphia — 53 percent, yo — not to mention the state of the world today (you know: 50,000 women taking to the Philly streets last January in protest; your mom joining Pantsuit Nation; Wonder Woman as the superhero du jour), it felt like the right moment to talk about women. To talk to women. And so we did. We asked a wide range of females (and femmes) in this city — teachers, lawyers, activists, mothers, dancers, singers, entrepreneurs, politicians, writers, wives, sexperts — what should come next. What would make their lives, and the lives of other women, better in big and small ways? What, exactly, would they do if they were in charge?
Here, the women have their say. Read more »
Park Like a Pro
If you aren’t ready to pay hundreds in parking fees, the Economy Lot is the best bet ($11 flat daily rate). Head to Lot H, which is one of the last stops on the shuttle before the airport — and the first when you get back. If money is no object, nothing beats the convenience of the terminal-connected garages. They can run up to $24 a day. Ignore the “spaces available” lights, since there are usually free spots — especially on upper levels. If you have kids in car seats, try Winner Airport Parking. Arrive at Winner 20 minutes ahead of schedule and a driver will take you, in your own car, to the terminal, park your ride for $10.99 a day, and even (for an extra $13.99) pick you up in your own car upon your return. Of course, you can skip all of this entirely by taking SEPTA’s Airport Line. And after years in which you couldn’t get an Uber or Lyft home from PHL, a deal has finally been struck, so that’s now an option, too. Meet at passenger pickup, not where the taxis (which, BTW, are often quicker to snag) line up.
Find the Good Food
From gourmet snacks to cocktails delivered to your gate, airport execs have been rethinking what travelers want. A sleek food hub was added to Terminal F a few years ago; meanwhile, OTG Management (run by Rick Blatstein—yes, Bart’s brother) is wrapping up a $30 million overhaul of Terminal B. Here’s where to fuel up on some first-class fare.
Terminal A East
We can only hope that the brand-new La Colombe roastery permeates the entire terminal. (Also find their coffee at the two LeBus locations.) If you need something a bit, er, stronger, try Jack Duggan’s for a Yards or Guinness. It’s so popular that a nearby gate area was converted into a cool secondary bar and lounge a few years ago.
TERMINAL A West
North Jersey-based bistro Piattino will soon be slinging its thin-crust pies. Psst: Terminals A East and A West are technically in Delaware County, so there’s no tax on soda purchased here.
Stocked with local chefs, the new food hall offerings will read like our Best of Philly issue: Germantown Biergarten (from the Tria guys), Mezzogiorno (pizza from the Nomad Pizza chef) and Boule Café (from Whip Tavern chef Anne Coll) opened in May; several others, like Erin O’Shea, Nick Elmi, “Zama” Tanaka, Joe Cicala and Kevin Sbraga, are opening spots, too. Another awesome upgrade? You can order something to eat or drink and have it delivered right to your gate—all through on-site iPads.
It’s easy to tune out the airport noise thanks to the roomy seating at Legal Sea Foods. The lobster rolls aren’t bad, either.
Early-morning takeoffs are better with goodies from LeBus Café, where you won’t find a fresher Danish/muffin/croissant. (Its smaller original stand is down in F.) If you’re running late, NYC institution Balducci’s has an express market with prepackaged salads and sammies—also perfect for carrying on. Local restaurateur Aldo Lamberti has a namesake spot with from-scratch pizza pies.
Until Mo’ Burger and gastropub Bar Symon, from celeb chef Michael Symon, open later this year, your best bets here are fried things and a Hop Devil on draft from Chickie’s & Pete’s.
A bright and airy food court that’s worth the walk (or shuttle) for Chipotle, Smashburger, Red Mango, Tony Luke’s and more.
Deal With Delays
11 ways to make the most out of pre-flight time
1. Plug In. You’re never far from hundreds of charging stations—just spot the red “Power Up” sign on cubes or tables, and look for an outlet under your chair or armrest. Don’t want to wait? Pick up a FuelRod ($20) at SwapBoxes throughout the airport. The reusable sticks charge up your device sans outlet.
2. Busy the Kids. Littles can board the (mini) jumbo jet in the Please Touch Museum’s “Ready for Takeoff” play area in A East. (After, visit the nearby life-size Lego Liberty Bell.) Or bribe them with Pinkberry (B/C Connector) and the candy bins at Lick (D/E Connector).
3. Retreat. Amex cardholders can drop into the new Centurion Lounge this September (in A West) and revel in amenities like hot buffets and private showers. (It’s free for Platinum card owners or Centurion Members, $50 for all other Amex cardholders.)
4. Go See Some Art. Step 1: Check phl.org/arts for current and permanent exhibitions. Step 2: Take a self-guided tour. Step 3: Be (shockingly) inspired.
5. Feed Your Brain.
Listen to a free podcast or some tunes or download a book with your Free Library of Philadelphia account in Terminal D’s sunny Virtual Reality reading nook. There’s also much to love about the adorable “take one, leave one” book exchange in A East, especially its urban plant wall.
6. Feed Your Baby. (Or Take a Nap.) Nursing moms get 30 minutes free in a private Minute Suite (they come with daybeds, desks and more) in the A/B Connector. Otherwise it’s $42 for first hour.
7. Get Your Steps In. Try the terminal circuit—a walk from A West through F is about 1.25 miles.
8. Catch Some Innings. Chickie’s & Pete’s are legion at the airport, but the one with the most flat- screens is in Terminal C. And depending on how those Phils do …
9. Say Your Prayers. A new (free) Meditation Room debuts in the D/E Corridor this July.
10. Play on the Web. Few airports top ours when it comes to fast-and-free wi-fi. Another Philly perk? Xfinity-on-the-Fly lounges, where Comcast customers can load up their iPads with entire shows and movies before takeoff.
11. Drink Up. There’s a reason why Vino Volo, which means “wine flight” in Italian, is an airport staple. (Pair with their olive plates.) Find a similar vibe at Cibo Bistro & Wine Bar.
Cleared for Takeoff
Three big changes to expect now that CEO Chellie Cameron—who’s been on the job for 17 months—is in charge.
1. Ditching the Bad Rap
“It’s probably the hardest thing that we do—try to get people to know that we’re getting better every day,” says Cameron. A recently approved $1.69 billion budget for new projects should help, as will the movement toward bigger aircraft, which mean fewer departures and (hopefully) fewer delays. Plus, says Cameron, the airport is evaluating process and procedure to best organize its 20,000 employees.
2. Making Quality Improvements
At the top of Cameron’s punch list is completing the $30 million Terminal B overhaul (see “Find the Good Food”), with a $202 million runway extension that isn’t just efficient for jumbo planes (it’s adding 1,500 feet) but is helpful for moving cargo, too. “We want to be the airport of choice in the region—and not just for passengers,” says Cameron. She’s also adding more quality hang spaces, like the Amex Centurion Lounge and a quiet room in the D/E corridor.
3. Prepping for the Future
The airport has its eye on premium parking (and guaranteed spaces) for frequent flyers, but the industry’s biggest game changer is—shocker—technology. Think: faster and easier security and automatic check-ins upon arrival. “We know we’re going to need a very robust technology infrastructure,” says Cameron. “It’s the non-sexy stuff—upgrades in between walls and in closets—but it’s the ability to handle whatever comes next.”
Published as “The Know-It-All Guide: Leaving on a Jet Plane” in the June 2017 issue of Philadelphia magazine.
I’ve had it with millennials. We’ve all heard the stories about the absurd environment on our college campuses — the policing of offensive language and the “safe zones” and the silencing of anyone with a view of the world that doesn’t fit into a narrow ultra-liberal box. The idea of college as a time of true intellectual exploration has become a joke in this country. But what’s even more troubling is what happens now when our young people have to leave college — that is, when they depart the safe, coddled, oh-so-pleasant atmosphere of school to enter the workforce. That’s where the real fun begins.
Millennials seem to believe the world they grew up in — where they got trophies for finishing last at T-ball, where every half-assed term paper they wrote was praised, where every need and desire was met — should extend to the world at large. I hear it from friends in business constantly: “There is a sense they have a special right,” a partner at a major Philadelphia law firm recently told me. “They’re entitled to feedback, but if you’re critical, that’s a problem. They are much more sensitive than previous generations, and I don’t know why that is.” Read more »
You’ve done it. You finally went full-on Marie Kondo and spent a weekend sorting and sifting. Look at you!
But wait, don’t go celebrating just yet. There’s a second chapter to this shedding, and that’s figuring out the best way to physically part with all the stuff you just mentally divorced yourself from. Today, with charities that do pickups, apps that connect you to neighbors who crave your old waffle iron, and smarter ways to dispose of all that toxic junk, filling up a trash bag should be a last resort. Here’s where to go, whom to call, and how to make some bank back on your stuff. Read more »
As an adult, it’s interesting to look back on my family’s financial situation growing up. If there were money concerns, my father and mother, a patient-transport assistant and a certified nursing aide, respectively, never struggled in front of my three brothers and me. I was raised in South Philly, and I can’t recall ever being told we didn’t have the financial means for me to participate in sports or after-school activities. It was a comfortable upbringing.
I didn’t attend college, but my parents helped me financially in other ways after high school. When my children were born, they helped with child care and gave me money from time to time. Now, my son is 18 years old and goes to Kutztown University, where, luckily, he pays in-state tuition. He didn’t always know he wanted to go to college, so I didn’t save for it. He received financial aid, and then I took out a loan, which he’s also on, for the remaining portion. I help him apply for as many scholarships as possible. Seeing how much it costs to attend college nowadays, I’ve already started saving for my daughters, ages nine and 13.
My children’s quality of education is important to me. I send both of my daughters to Catholic school because the local public school isn’t great. There are additional costs, like uniforms, but the tuition isn’t that bad. Plus, they offer an affordable after-school program for my youngest daughter that lets me pick her up at 6 p.m. after I get off work.
I’ve been in my current job for five years but have held similar positions most of my adult life. I’d like to make more money, of course, but I try to take it day by day. It would be easier to not have to worry about putting aside enough money for bills throughout the month. I’d prefer to pay all of them on the first of the month and then use the second check to have a little fun. On the rare occasion there is money left at the end of the month, I might get my hair done or buy an outfit online, where I can search for a deal.
I have very little debt — maybe $150 from unpaid bills I blew off when I was younger. I’m trying to clean that up by putting a little toward those when I can. I save for retirement through my 401(k) at my company, but I also try to save on my own with a separate account. My biggest financial concerns are general monthly expenses, like cell-phone bills, utilities and groceries. There are three of us on my family plan, but my youngest daughter will need a phone next fall, because her older sister won’t be at school with her. Groceries are a killer, but I do have strategies to offset that. I shop only twice a month and buy in bulk at BJ’s Wholesale Club, or I’ll go to the Walmart Supercenter because they’re cheaper than the supermarkets near me.
I want to teach my children the importance of being financially independent and cutting costs when it’s possible. If I were a person who smoked cigarettes and was putting money toward those every day, that would absolutely be an expense I would cut. I used to frequently eat out for lunch, but I completely stopped. I’ll use vacation days and stay in Philadelphia, but it’s been years since I’ve vacationed outside the city. My kids know that if there’s something they want and I won’t pay for it, they can put aside money and buy it themselves. It’s about saving when you can and working hard so you don’t need to depend on other people.
— As told to Marina Lamanna
First published as “Living in Philly on … $18,000” in the April 2017 issue of Philadelphia magazine.
Growing up in Montgomery County, I remember my parents telling me, “You need to pay your bills, and you need to pay them on time, because they’ll follow you.” But it’s hard to understand the concept of credit until you need to get a place to live or a car to drive. Looking back, I wish there had been a high-school course that was mandatory, just like child development, about the ins and outs of credit.
I got a crash course after high school. I went off to college, but I didn’t really know what I wanted to study. After my second year, I dropped out, not thinking that when you’re not in school, your student loans kick in. My parents didn’t pay for anything, and I didn’t have scholarships or grants. Now those loans are biting me in the ass.
My boyfriend and I live out in the sticks. We don’t have Comcast or Verizon out here; we have some teeny-tiny company that I don’t remember the name of. Our major expenses are groceries, rent and car payments. Luckily, we’ve been able to avoid daycare. He works as a restaurant manager, which allows for changeable hours, and I’m able to bring my not-quite-two-year-old to my day job at a relative’s law office. When I go to my second job as a server, usually my mom or sister will look after my daughter.
Neither of us grew up endowed. He was one of nine kids raised by a single mom; I lived in a one-income middle-class household. I feel like my parents were more frugal, whereas I’m more of a spend-now-figure-it-out-later type of person. We’re still able to eat healthy. We still manage to go on vacations, even if we’re pinching the wallet. Last year we went to the beach, just the three of us, for four days. Beforehand, we packed food, to avoid eating out. And this year, I think we’re going to do a staycation, with activities like going to the zoo and swimming in relatives’ pools.
Having another baby is scary, scarier than the first one. The first one, you don’t really know what you’re getting into. This time, I know how expensive it is. They’re so little, but they have so much stuff.
If I made a few thousand more dollars, I would put half in savings, and the other half I would put toward my debt. If I could just work on my credit, I would save more month to month, because what I pay in interest because of having bad credit is part of why I’m hardly able to save anything.
With the second baby on the way, it’s about to get more complicated. But we’ll find a way. We always do. It’s kind of far away to start thinking about schools, but I considered it when we moved out to Birdsboro. Right now, anything like private school or Catholic school wouldn’t be in the budget. But who knows what could happen in five years?
— As told to Malcolm Burnley
First published as “Living in Philly on … $50,000” in the April 2017 issue of Philadelphia magazine.
My mother didn’t come from money. Her father was a taxicab driver. Back then, in the ’50s, there were sororities in high school. My mother has always been extraordinarily beautiful, and the rich girls at her Philly-area public high school asked her to join their sorority. But she didn’t like the way they acted and declined. For prom, she wore a borrowed dress from a wealthier friend.
I was more fortunate from a money perspective. My father passed away when I was five and left me a nest egg to do practically anything that I desired. I went to overnight camp. I pursued the performing arts. I went to private school. At the same time, I had friends who would go out shopping and buy a $100 pair of jeans, and if I had done that, my mother, who worked two jobs, would have asked, “What, are you nuts?” Life was comfortable, not cushy.
When we moved to Center City from the Main Line when I was 16, my grandmother moved in with us. So it was three generations of women, each with different money experiences, all in the same household. When I applied to a private performing-arts high school, I got a scholarship for all four years. It was from a fund for girls of single mothers whose fathers had died. And with the money my father left me, I was able to graduate from Temple without student loans.
Today, I’m raising two daughters — a 10-year-old and a seven-year-old — in Center City while working as an independent contractor. I’m a rental agent, and my husband works full-time in the business world. At first when you have kids, you’re not thinking about college. You’re just trying to get through the day — diapers, crying, etc. But a few years ago, I started setting aside a little bit each month for them — probably not enough to pay for college, but it’s growing steadily. I’m lucky to have a wealthy relative who’s been donating to their college fund as well.
We don’t give our daughters any allowances, but they have a good grasp on money. The four of us have never been on a vacation together. Instead, the money has gone toward sending the girls to the best schools and summer camps. In fact, this year they’re both going to the same camp that I did as a preteen.
When my husband and I met, he was a personal trainer and I was a teacher. We have more financial stability now, but if I have a few slow months at work, I worry. Our car is paid off, so our biggest monthly expenses are the mortgage, health insurance and groceries — food and shelter, really. We’ve recently started to think about retirement. I just opened a 401(k) through the bank. I don’t want to be waiting tables when I’m 70.
— As told to Malcolm Burnley
First published as “Living in Philly on … $130,000” in the April 2017 issue of Philadelphia magazine.
My husband and I come from very different backgrounds, money-wise. Both of my parents came from large farming families. Where I grew up, hard work is paramount — my grandfather was still on his tractor the year he passed away, at 92 — and we understand the value of a dollar. Neither of my parents went to college, but they worked tirelessly and put in overtime to be able to help me financially; they paid my college and grad-school tuition and helped me with a down payment on my first house.
My husband comes from a very wealthy family who have long worked in the financial industry. He always knew he’d join the family business. It was an amazing upbringing, but the stark dissimilarities in our backgrounds definitely gave us pretty different ideas about money. It’s something we butt heads about, but overall, we balance each other out well.
When you make millions and have large trust funds — and still get gifts from your in-laws on top of that — there aren’t a lot of money-related stresses in your life. We don’t have debt and don’t have to worry about saving for retirement or putting money away for our kids’ college educations. The most stressful part of having a lot of money is knowing how to properly preserve it. You want to make sure you’re making smart investments and leaving enough for your children and their children. Even though my husband came from great wealth, his family never talked about financial decisions with him, and I didn’t have any tools because I don’t come from money, so it’s been a learning process for us.
The biggest money mistake we’ve made was investing with friends. When you have money, everyone wants to invest it for you. We would never work with a friend again. We’ve realized that in order to get the most out of our assets, it’s important to stay on top of our financial planners; otherwise, we don’t get the best service and aren’t in the forefront of their minds when opportunities come. One of the things we’ve started doing more recently is talking about money with friends who are in similar financial situations. That’s given us tools and tips to use moving forward.
Even though we have plenty of money, we don’t just go buy luxury items on a whim. I don’t feel comfortable waltzing into Gucci and buying a dress, for example. We’ve never had to cut back on spending, but we try to be frugal with buying. We spend the majority of our money on our kids’ educations (we chose to put them in private schools, and the tuition is crazy-expensive) and vacations (we go to Disney at least once a year and do a bunch of other trips each year). Our biggest splurges are jewelry and watches.
The best thing the money has afforded me is that I can have time to enjoy my kids. I quit my job a while back; now, 95 percent of my time is dedicated to my children. I can’t tell you what a gift that is. I want to teach them to understand the value of a dollar and to be good people. I also want them to know more than we did; we want them to fully understand how to invest, save, spend wisely and preserve their fortune. We do spoil them on Christmas and for birthdays, but we make them save their allowance money, which they get for doing chores, to pay for their own toys and treats.
I’ll probably never go back to work, but my husband won’t be able to retire anytime soon, because he works for a family business and needs to be present to keep his footing there. Would our lives be better with even more money? Well, that’s tough, because whose wouldn’t? I’d love to own a private jet and throw the kids in and travel to Milan any old day, or walk into Gucci and buy 10 dresses without having to think about it. It’s all so relative.
— As told to Nicole Scott
First published as “Living in Philly on … $1,000,000+” in the April 2017 issue of Philadelphia magazine.
First published as “Now and Then” in the April 2017 issue of Philadelphia magazine.