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Welcome to Just One Dish, a Foobooz series that looks at an outstanding item on a Philly restaurant’s menu — the story behind the dish, […]
On the floor at Emmett, the servers seem to float from table to table. The evening sun spills through venetian blinds into the dim room. […]
It was a gorgeous day on East Passyunk — bright and warm, the air full of cherry blossom petals — and the traffic in and […]
I should have known, given the Diet 7Up vending machine door, that an evening at the Newsroom, Philly’s much-anticipated New York City-based bar/restaurant/speakeasy, would be […]
Welcome to Just One Dish, a Foobooz series that looks at an outstanding item on a Philly restaurant’s menu — the story behind the dish, […]
Welcome to Just One Dish, a Foobooz series that looks at an outstanding item on a Philly restaurant’s menu — the story behind the dish, […]
At the bar, the smiling tender pours me the best version of a Last Word I’ve had in years — gin and green Chartreuse, Midori […]
A couple of months ago, my son, who is now seven, told me he’d never been to a concert before. I told him I knew […]
The bar fills up fast at Little Water. People roll in, sit down, group and ungroup, slip away. The crowd moves like the tide. On […]
Nothing beat field trip day at school. You’d show up in the morning, and instead of your regular routine, you’d be whisked away with your […]
Welcome to Just One Dish, a Foobooz series that looks at an outstanding item on a Philly restaurant’s menu — the story behind the dish, […]
Welcome to Just One Dish, a Foobooz series that looks at an outstanding item on a Philly restaurant’s menu — the story behind the dish, […]
Step into Rooster’s — the new Stove & Co. restaurant that opened in the former home of the beloved Keswick Tavern — and the first […]
There’s a line in Emily St. John Mandel’s Sea of Tranquility — the latest in a series of increasingly bleak books I’ve been turning to […]
I’d been at Megobari for five minutes when I texted Laura, my wife, to tell her: I love it here. I live here now. I’m […]