The bride and her mother danced to “Because You Loved Me” by Celine Dion.

Sixty-five years ago, two sons of immigrants burst from a West Philly garage and revolutionized the ice-cream business. The city has changed. Mister Softee hasn’t — and that’s a good thing.

It wasn’t until I returned to my hometown that I realized just how ingrained our inferiority complex is. It’s time to embrace what the rest of the country has: Philly is great.

With help from Philly’s growing number of plant-centric businesses and herbalists, you can actually learn about the stuff growing around you (and all its benefits).

One part Mediterranean, one part Art Deco, a generous helping of traditional, and all of it very modern.

“I just walk away and say a prayer that it gets into the right hands,” says painter Jalapeno Miles.

It may be 221 years old, but it looks much younger thanks to a recent restoration.

If there was ever a moment to get serious about defunding our police department, this would have been it. Instead, we gave the people responsible for last year’s tear-gassing what amounts to a raise.

The venue changed from an Airbnb two days before the intimate celebration.

Including at-home pH tests, treatment and itch relief, liners, and a probiotic supplement.

From “Philly-Style” to chocolate-dipped to floats, this city’s been keeping deliciously cool since Colonial days.

The couple moved their food-focused celebration outdoors and held it a day early.

Not only does it have an extra bedroom, but it also has about three times the space of a pure trinity.

Plus George Sabatino news, a can’t-miss event, and the return of Jean-Georges Philadelphia.

“We are the LinkedIn for cannabis users,” says Phynally founder Damian Jorden.