Heather and Brian at Love Park, Philadelphia
Last weekend I was a bridesmaid in my friend Heather's wedding in Philadelphia, a city that I'm a bit embarrassed to admit I've never been to. Every detail of the weekend had Heather's signature mark; girly, elegant, and pink. A cool touch was the trolley she hired to transport her 20-person wedding party around Philly. Very vintage. The day's events culminated with a glam reception at a fairytale venue, the Ballroom at the Ben.
Bridesmaids at the rehearsal dinner, Davio's restaurant Playing dress-up
Ode to Abby Road
While I was in Philly I made one other important stop. The city's very own Italian Market on 9th and Washington. Although it's no Porta Palazzo, the small street is peppered with authentic specialty shops that pack big flavor. Giordano's Fresh Fruits & Vegetables, Cannuli's House of Pork, Di Bruno Bros. House of Cheeses, and the list goes on.
The main piazza in Philly's Italian Market
But the fun doesn't stop at food. In a typical Italian market you can find anything under the sun, from socks, to door knobs to handcrafted miniature Madonnas and everything in between. In Philly I stopped at a vendor selling your typical everyday items: mop heads, belt buckles, tin foil and Sharpies. Except they weren't Sharpies, they were Skerples. "Super Skerples" to be exact.
Typical market in Cirie, Italy
I was so amused by the branding that I started photographing the merchandise, at which point the vendor (who wasn't Italian) became irate and demanded that I stop taking photos of his counterfeit goods. I obliged and hurriedly moved on before he took a rhinestone-studded belt buckle to my head. Geez, if this is what they mean by "Brotherly Love" I'm going back to my insomniac of a city. We may not get much sleep but at least we're a friendly bunch.
Home Sweet Home!