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You know it’s open when the neon is on, glowing gently in the window of a rowhouse on 12th Street just off Passyunk Avenue. You […]
It started with the naan. With that crisp bite and barely risen chew, its weirdly rustic Rorschach shapes and delicate, lacy swirls of golden-brown clarified […]
“So, how was dinner?” I get this a lot. Obviously. Life that I live, things that I do, people I know, it’s the most common […]
I go to Cinder on a gray afternoon, looking for comfort and distraction, and find it at the bar—two giant TVs showing football on one […]
Summer is a tough time in the restaurant industry. Things get quiet and weird when the mercury climbs. People eat later. They leave town. They […]
Stray thoughts, random musings and extraneous details from this week’s review of Michael Schulson‘s new izakaya/cafe, Double Knot. “This is one of the best restaurants […]
We have a wall at the office entirely given over to a Post-It Note snapshot of everything happening in the Philly restaurant world at this […]
On Thursday, a live recording of Wait Wait…Don’t Tell Me! was held at the Mann Center. Hosted by humorist, Peter Sagal, the podcast game show is a hilarious review of […]
On Saturday night America’s fiancé–and Penn alum—John Legend, arrived at the Mann Center with a singular mission: to get Philadelphia laid. The silken-voiced R&B crooner played […]
I was talking with Philly mag restaurant critic Trey Popp the other day, and we were discussing (as we so often do) the state of […]
Any human person who can claim to write an objective review of the Phish is lying to himself, his editor and all readers. It is impossible […]
In 1967, Joan Rivers performed on The Ed Sullivan Show. Her act, although amazingly mild to today’s standards, was groundbreaking for a female comic in the […]
A few additional musings about my meals at Townsend… Not all the wine comes in kegs Much as there is to recommend kegged wine, sommelier […]
On a rude March evening, with snow clinging stubbornly to the curb edges on South Eighth Street, the smallest dining room in town glowed like […]
In my recent review of High Street on Market, I wrote that brunch there set my spouse on a “tirade” charging the restaurant with “Brooklynizing […]