Philadelphia | I Went to Philadelphia and I Liked It

I have had beef with Philadelphia before. And not chopped up, grilled, and covered in Cheez Whiz kind of beef. I’m talking about, you tell me you’re from Philly or going to Philly or like the Eagles and I raise my eyebrow, scrunch up my face, and sigh kind of beef. This all stems from growing up on the Jersey Shore. On our particular beaches down south, every summer there is a huge invasion of Philadelphians to our otherwise calm and pleasant seaside towns.

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This is how empty out beaches should always be

Despite me holding a grudge against an entire city because of tourists who bring tons of money to the Jersey Shore every summer, when I heard my friend had never been to Philly, I immediately thought we should take a trip. I wanted an opportunity to change my mind about the city and its residents. I did go there several times in my first two years after college before I moved up to NYC, for birthdays or nights out, but I hadn’t actually explored the city like I do now when I travel.

Here were my favorite things about our trip to the City of Brotherly Love:

Getting to see old friends!

My friend and I were able to spend time with two of my favorite friends from college and their wonderful significant others while in Philly. I hadn’t seen either of them since Alumni Weekend in June so catching up was long overdue, plus I’ve told Ash at least twenty times in the past five years that I was going to come visit Philly at some point. We also randomly ran into one of my very best friend’s parents on the sidewalk which was super fun and unexpected.

 

The Corner Foodery!

We hopped into The Corner Foodery for dinner on Friday night. We ordered the porchetta sandwich (with aged provolone, broccoli rabe, & long hots), sides of marinated mushrooms and warm mozzarella, and picked out two Philadelphia-themed brew-skis. Lucky for me, my friend took the first bite of the sandwich. He hadn’t noticed the long hots on the menu and I hadn’t really realized how hot they were. His mouth basically set on fire and I didn’t know what to do except attempt to feed him the mozzarella since I know milk helps in these situations. The mozzarella did not help. So I just giggled for a few minutes, picked anything off my sandwich half that might be painful, and continued to eat. My sandwich half was absolutely delightful.

For Saturday, I set up a historical tour for us with Marta at Free & Friendly Tours, a tip-based company. We walked around the town learning a ton about William Penn, the Quakers, the signing of the Constitution, the Liberty Bell, and Independence Hall (below left). We traveled to Ben Franklin’s home and tossed pennies on his grave (to commemorate his witticism “a penny saved is a penny earned”) AND learned what a womanizer he was while he was traveling in France.

Brunch at Sabrina’s!

Not only did Sabrina’s Cafe have a special “Hunger Games” themed menu (with dishes like “Peeta Peeta Pumpkin Eater Pancakes” and “Haymitch’s Hangover Cure Egg Sandwich”), but it also lived up to its reputation of having one of the best brunches in Philly (is that Stuffed French Toast even real?!?!) AND the waiter gave my friend a “To my Daughter” mug for his coffee. Home run.

The Franklin Institute!

While most of the exhibits at the Franklin Institute are actually geared toward children, we enjoyed everything interactive. We climbed inside the two-story model of a human heart, touched a chunk of a meteorite that is a billion years older than the Earth (below right), and watched a movie in the planetarium. My friend’s favorite part was getting shocked in the electricity exhibit and then poking me so the shock got transferred over. I’m not sure that we learned much but we did have fun playing.

Philly, I think I want to see more of you. Let’s be in touch. Just please don’t shock me anymore.

xx

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