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If any one thing cinched Spruce Street Harbor Park as the summer’s best pop-up, it was probably the hammocks — dozens of them scattered in […]
When antiques store owner Kristin Clark stumbles upon Barclay Shields, Bryn Mawr’s newest real estate developer, lying unconscious beneath the hydrangea bushes lining the driveway […]
On the afternoon of April 21st, 18-year-old Timothy Brooks arrived at a courthouse in Ardmore, a mile east of his alma mater, the Haverford School. […]
I’m standing in an aisle at HomeGoods, holding a spoon rest. It’s a pretty thing, bright orange, shaped like a sunflower, and it only costs […]
The voices carried me home. Dating back to high school, on most weekends in the summer I’d drive to the Jersey Shore and relax with […]
My name is … Cecily Tynan. I had a Great-Uncle Cecil in England, and they just added the “y.” My parents actually thought they invented […]
Eddie Gindi seems genuinely excited as he stands at the dais in the Union League. The executive vice president and co-owner of Century 21 department […]
Yes, folks, here we are, back at it again. Who has the crispiest fried chicken? What’s the best bar for day-drinking? Where can you go […]
Cape May It’s not actually a law, but it seems no one gets out of Cape May without first visiting the Mad Batter. Located in […]
Touring the Brandywine Rambling Around Central Bucks Trekking to Amish Country Back-Roading to the Shore Drifting Up River Road
My name is … Patti LaBelle. I was born Patricia Louise Holte. Patti LaBelle came from Harold B. Robinson, a car dealer in Philadelphia, who […]
There are some truths that Philadelphians hold to be self-evident: Wawa is awesome. Our cabs are crap. Water ice is the sweet summer nectar of […]
Within the physical layout of Westlake High School is a space referred to as the Commons, with an insignia of a W in the middle […]
Two weeks before we left, I started to get so excited that I staged our supplies on the front porch. They fit into one pile: […]
This is the Golden Age of ethics for the City of Philadelphia. But I’ll grant that it might not seem that way. Philadelphia’s Traffic Court […]