Plus: Wind chills below zero. And Jason Kelce’s very pregnant wife is bringing her OB/GYN to the Super Bowl.
Prolific old-school corresponder Jean Merritt says she’s handwritten many thousands of letters. You could be next.
Plus, a brouhaha in Lower Merion schools over cultural “affinity groups” and a cute children’s book.
Plus, Kenney on a Super Bowl parade: “We’ll blow the doors off this parade. I’m on my way out, so I’ll spend whatever they want.”
Plus: The mayor of Upper Darby is having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad week.
Esquire’s Chef of the Year for 2020 and the owner West Philly cafe Honeysuckle Provisions talks about viral food trends, fatherhood, and why you really shouldn’t buy a toaster.
Plus: Philly gets a second basilica. We’re very walkable. And 11 degrees in the forecast? No thanks.
Plus, the Philly area to get its first indoor pickleball facility. And we may soon break a record for snowlessness.
Plus: Opera Philadelphia performs “Fly Eagles Fly.”
Plus: Abbott Elementary‘s Sheryl Lee Ralph at the Super Bowl. And outrageous Eagles prices.
Plus: Union League Drama. Rhynhart has a big announcement. And has tipping gotten completely and utterly out of control?
She was by John Fetterman’s side for a stroke, a brutal campaign, and a hard-fought victory. Now, she emerges on the other side to take on whatever comes next.
Plus: Geator funeral arrangements. Snow in the forecast. And Eagles Mania goes full throttle.
Plus, RIP Jerry Blavat.