Oh, I Almost Forgot This!


With Whiz (of course), mushrooms, onions, and lots of very hot peppers. Not from Tony Lukes – we just couldn’t see getting over there, but from Carmen’s at the Reading Terminal Market. Long long line, mostly tourists, all very slow orderers too and some grumpy locals, in their best Philly voice, “encouraging” the tourists to go home!


Lastly, SoundBeacher, we did sneak over to Wanamaker at noon for the organ rehearsal concert. There were some technical difficulties with the organ but he knew he had an audience downstairs waiting so he played about two minutes of nothing. Very disappointing. I didn’t even bother taking photos or video.

16 thoughts on “Oh, I Almost Forgot This!

    1. It was a bit but we didn’t eat it at the market. By the time we got to it, it had been wrapped up in a virtual steam bath. I like the roll to be hot crisp. And this place didn’t do that to begin with. As I said, we just weren’t motivated to get the car to drive to the good place recommended by one if my readers.

    1. The Temple fever in town is palpable.
      We’re done with being tourists, having a leisurely breakfast now. Scrapple anyone? Our big challenge is to get out of Center City- roads closed all around with ESPN here and a road race. If you don’t hear from me later, it’s because I’m still circling around city hall.

    1. Ha ha!! I’m home. Luckily for me, Broad street in front of the hotel was going away from the half marathon around city hall. I made it home without issue except a huge backup on the Major Deegan right off the GWB. One lane closed caused chaos.

  1. You eat scrapple? I am awed. I hereby decree you winner of the 2015 “Best Not Inquire Too Closely” Award 🙂

    1. I didn’t come near eating scrapple! There are all of two things I don’t touch- stewed tomatoes and scrapple. Well three maybe, Spam. Otherwise, Iron Stomach. You’ve had it?

      1. I ordered it once, in some late-night diner, double-dog-dare situation. Earlier alcohol consumption may have been involved. (Quelle surpris.) Ate one small forkful. Any sentient being with a functioning sense of smell has to balk.

    2. You don’t travel much I guess. NOTHING beats Pangkalan Bun mystery street food. So what was that kiddies? Dingo? Gibbon? Warthog? River Rat? Bay Cat? Binturong?

    1. Read it and cringe:

      Scrapple, also known by the Pennsylvania Dutch name panhaas or “pan rabbit,” is traditionally a mush of pork scraps and trimmings combined with cornmeal and wheat flour, often buckwheat flour, and spices. The mush is formed into a semi-solid congealed loaf, and slices of the scrapple are then pan-fried before serving.

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