Lots of American cities have their own, well-known treatments of the lowly hot dog, with the Chicago-style hot dog being, perhaps, the most famous. But in Philly, when I think hot dog, no particularly strong image comes to mind other than a sorta gross metal container of hot dog water that you couldn’t pay me $50 to drink. Read more »
A big pile of crawfish at Chris’ Jazz Cafe.
You can send us all of your Mardi Gras and Fat Tuesday press releases and special offers that you want, but you should probably know that like most of Philadelphia, we couldn’t care less. That said, we do care a whole hell of a lot about crawfish — something hard to come by in Philly — and so we started getting really hungry when this photo came across the Foobooz desk a few hours ago. Read more »
You can get this loaded baked potato soup for free today. Why? Because it’s really, really cold outside.
The only thing better than a really good bowl of homemade soup on an Arctic-blasted day like this one is a really good free bowl of homemade soup. Fortunately, we’ve got you covered. Read more »