You Can Smell The Calories From Across the Street

We bopped into the Reading Terminal Market, not to buy anything since we are splurging for a big girl dinner at a fancy restaurant but just to get the lay of the land and see where we might have breakfast. Cheesesteak for breakfast? Yes, at least three places we saw had signs for that.






Most of the merchants were closing up their booths so I guess it’s open early close early kind of place. Carmen’s, where we were scouting out hoagies (subs), was all out of hoagie rolls. She said they get their daily delivery at 9:30 in the morning. Good to know.

Tons of people milling, as many taking photos as buying. Flowers to cookies and everything in between. Its history is pretty amazing and when I wondered why it wasn’t around when I was at Penn, I see it was about then it declared bankruptcy.

Photo from Reading Terminal Market website
Photo from Reading Terminal Market website

More later. Our vegetarian dinner awaits. Vegetarian you say, in a city famous for meat? Are you nuts? Well, yes, but seems it’s quite a famous place. Vedge.

I’ll post more of the Simeone photos either late tonight or tomorrow morning.

3 thoughts on “You Can Smell The Calories From Across the Street

  1. Oh, how I miss the Reading Terminal Market. For me, it was one of the best things about living in Philadelphia in the late 80s. I went every Saturday morning and walked back home with a backpack full of goodies. The variety of foodstuffs offered was amazing. You could find anything you wanted there. The Amish ladies made the best, freshly baked soft pretzels. You could watch them roll them out, twist them, and pop them in the oven. Try one with melted butter if they’re still offered. Heaven!

    1. Damn it, you are making me hungry. Photo to come, but we had a cheesesteak today, saw all the pretzel ladies and all the Italian bakeries. No doubt every goodie known to mankind is in the terminal but we had so much planned today, we left without one g-d cannoli from Termini Bakery, and believe me, they looked gooooood!

      Last chance -you want me to bring you something home? Only a small service charge. 🙂

  2. Not sure when you were at Penn, EOS, but I remember several times in my high school days in ’69 – ’71 taking an actual Reading Railroad train back and forth from that terminal to Pottstown, PA on a Saturday. (I think I had to change trains somewhere … cannot imagine where! … some town in a John O’Hara novel, most likely!)

    The Reading Terminal Market then (compared to 80s, 90s, and aughts, when I’ve had reason to get there every once in a while) had many more Amish stalls and a lot fewer ready-to-eat food vendors. But I’m glad it’s still kicking, in any variation.

    P.S. — it’s the Amoroso bread that can’t be duplicated elsewhere in attempts to make cheesesteaks and hoagies.
    P.P.S.– thanks for the memories.

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