After a two day drive from New Orleans, Louisiana through the vast country we arrived late at night to Philadelphia and drove directly to have our first cheesesteak to welcome ourselves to the city we will be calling home for the next year. What do I really know about Philadelphia? All I know I’ve seen in the movies, Rocky running in the cold up a vast staircase, cheesesteaks, philadelphia cream cheese, pretzels, and that it’s always sunny in Philadelphia. For the next year, I’ll spend every second getting to know the city and eat my way through whatever the city has to offer.
What’s most exciting for me was to learn that Philadelphia is another foodie haven. Although I am having New Orleans withdrawals I am adapting to my new home town and starting to venture out to local restaurants. And boy- are there a lot of good ones. The large mix of immigrant groups has led to culinary heaven: Italian, Vietnamese, Chinese, French and even Portuguese. So far we’ve been getting lots of love from the city of brotherly love.
