My best T-Day meal ever was in Philly. Manayunk, '95 or '97, somewhere in there.
Not having seen that particular chef or those associates in a long while, I will settle for lots of jars of gourmet/ organic salsas and chips while watching the Lions get in-kicked butts.
Not having seen that particular chef or those associates in a long while, I will settle for lots of jars of gourmet/ organic salsas and chips while watching the Lions get in-kicked butts.