Nene and I headed east where Alyssa and Susan gave us the best vacation–cats, books, and food. (This is the view from the roof of Susan’s building.)
Philadelphia’s pizza is heavily influenced by New York (meaning the crust is really, really good). I got the Hawaiian, and it was delicious.
Gaia. Yes, she is a real cat.
Brunch at Bar Bombon.
Larry. A furry ball of energy sliding across the hardwood floors of life.
Chickie’s & Pete’s Crabfries. I learned about these in Ocean City, New Jersey, and was thrilled to see them at the airport.
Philly’s go-to casual vegan place. I purchased my burger after breakfast, carried it around with me all day, and then ate it on the plane in the afternoon. It was good, but I can’t speak to their normal presentation since I’d done a good job of squishing mine.