When You're In Philly, Do As The Locals Do
Order a cheesesteak. Wit' Whiz - Cheez Whiz, that is. And in deciding on whether to get the large or the small cheesesteak, employ the pizza logic expressed so well in this graphic.
Herr's Factory Tour!
I took the Herr's Potato Chip factory tour today, in the little Pennsylvania town of Nottingham. There was no sign of the Sheriff, although I did see what looked to be a forest (I'm not very good at identifying natural things). Neither was there any sign of men in tights. Or women in tights, for that matter.
There were plenty of free samples though, and I believe a new record was set for sales in the adjacent factory store. I asked several questions of our tour guide (an affable and enthusiastic young man named Fisher), one of which was whether Herr's makes private label chips for any retailers. They do indeed, and one of the retailers is Boston's own Market Basket chain of grocery stores. Fisher assured me that the private label chips are the same ones we saw being produced on the production lines in the factory.
it was a wonderful tour. I'm eating Heinz Ketchup Chips as I write this, and my fingers are getting red, so I had better stop now.
Boston Cream Pie
Boston Cream Pie, the official dessert of the Commonwealth Of Massachusetts, was perfected in the Parker House kitchens in Boston in the nineteenth century.
Since we're staying at the Parker House, we had to have Boston Cream Pie. For breakfast. In our room.
Good Humor. Waiting To Hear The Bells.
Debating whether or not to put the snow shovels away, and waiting in vain for the Good Humor truck.
Pizza Itch
The pizza itch was most definitely scratched today at Tavolino's Patriot Place trattoria. One half for lunch, the other half into a box for dinner at home.
