I tried Jim's Steaks to see what the cheesesteak hype was all about. The hotel doorman recommended it. The 30 minute line out the door was a good a promising sign.
Watching the men at work. They moved crazily fast.
Yum. Cheez Whiz in a can! Fine dining at its greatest.
Yay! Cheesteaks with grilled onions whiz wit. Yes, I eat it with ketchup. Don't judge. They don't put it out there if people didn't want it! The cheesesteak was good but not the best thing I've ever eaten. I just don't think cheesesteaks can reach that level of greatness nor can it be that bad.
Dinner at Twenty Manning. After my cheesesteak lunch and a blizzard at Dairy Queen, I didn't have much of an appetite at dinner. I ordered beet ravioli which was delicious.
Braised short ribs were tender, but could have used a little more juice.
The double cut pork tenderloin was enormous. The texture of the meat seemed a little weird, like processed mashed together meat--perfectly smooth. There were no fibers or anything, but there wass a bone so it must be a real tenderloin.
Reading Terminal Market was my favorite place in Philly! Food and vendors everywhere! Unfortunately the Amish vendors didn't work on Sundays so I didn't get to see cute Amish people.
With so many choices for food, it was hard to decide what to eat. Joy and I got a corned beef sandwich, matzo ball soup, crab and shrimp nachos and clam chowder. The food wasn't that great but I was hungover and starving so it did the job.
