Reese’s are candy royalty, I don’t think many people would argue that. Is this version however worth your time? Click the link below and find out.
Gooie Louie’s. Deli in South Philly. Takeout only (pandemic or not). Verdict? Click the link below and find out.
Hey y’all. Gratz here checking in from Quarantine. You know what I realized? There’s a ton of snacks out there. What’s good? What stinks? What’s even out there in the snack game? Chances are you might be cooped up and a little bored. Well, what’s the number one activity to fight boredom? You guessed it, snacking. Figured I’d start posting some reviews so we can squeeze some joy out of life by way of food. First up, fudge brownie m&m’s. Enjoy!
Hey! It’s been a while since I wrote anything but I’m trying to get back in the swing of things. I credit my lack of written content to seasonal depression, lack of creativity and poor time management. Plus, does anyone actually read these things? Anyways I figured I’d post a review for Pizzeria Beddia, a pretty well known spot in Fishtown.
Pizzeria Beddia has an interesting history. I’ll spare the whole backstory as a quick Google search will probably be way more effective than any explanation I can provide. The basics though are that Joe Beddia had a tiny spot in Fishtown. 40 pies a day, no phone, no seats (standing room only). The place was highly regarded to say the least, even receiving an award for best pizza in the country. Then it closed, presumably to make way for a bigger place that can better handle the demand of Philadelphians craving good pizza.
I must say, since moving to Philly I’ve been a little disappointed in the pizza scene. I always just assumed the pizza would be great since it’s a major city and growing up in Jersey I was always used to solid pizza. I found that the pizza in Jersey is better which in hindsight makes sense, due to its proximity to New York.
Well, Pizzeria Beddia is a contender for best pizza in Philly.
Let’s talk about the new spot. I’ve never been to the old one but this place is bustling and energetic. It was a lot bigger than I expected and even had a bar and outdoor area, kinda the vibe of a little mini beer garden. The seating area, like the space as a whole is modern and clean. The staff was very friendly and I felt well taken care of. No arrogance, which can sometimes be the case with places who know their product is good. I was able to snag a reservation for 5 but they apparently reserve 60-70% of seats for walk ins. Our server told us that if you walk in and there’s a wait that they will text you which is super convenient considering there’s lots of places to have a drink close by while you wait.
We started with a tomato pie small plate which is basically just a square slice of tomato pie. It was delicious. The fresh Jersey tomatoes were bright tasting without too much acid. Well seasoned on homemade focaccia bread and a finish of good EVOO. I honestly wish the tomato pie was available as a bigger pie instead of just an appetizer.
Since it’s a busier place, there was a wait for the pizza. I’m pleased to report it was well worth it. They don’t rush perfection and it was close to perfect. The crust cracks when you bite into it and still delivers nice chew. The bitterness of the char was a great juxtaposition to the sauce, not overpowering, light and flavorful with creamy mozzarella. The old gold gruyere was a surprising complement to the cheese pie. Top notch quality sausage was used for the sausage pie.
Overall, Pizzeria Beddia lives up to the hype. I’ve heard a few people here and there say otherwise, but if you appreciate real, quality pizza, Beddia is certainly worth your time.
Let’s be honest, Philly is home to some pretty great eats. Pick a type of cuisine and odds are you can find a worthy spot that serves up the real deal. However, Philly isn’t the South. One area where Philly is lacking is in the barbecue department, which is a shame, especially since it’s Summer. Luckily Gratzfeed found a place that will more than satisfy that authentic bbq fix. Hit the link below to check out South Philly Smokhaus, located in the Bok building on 821 Dudley Street. Enjoy!
What’s up everyone? It’s been a while since I did the blog thing but I’m excited to say we’re going to focus in on ramping up content on a more consistent basis this year.
A while back I did a little write up about Marmont Steakhouse in Philly. One of my favorite places to have a steak dinner in the city. It’s a low key spot in the Old City neighborhood of Philadelphia. Delicious, high quality food without all the hubbub of those fancy schmancy places (it’s OK to leave your blazer at home, don’t worry). Besides the stellar food, the service is aces too. Not much more you can ask for in a neighborhood restaurant.
So check it out, watch me eat some food and say the word phenomenal three times in five minutes (I swear I know some other words too). Enjoy!
The Philly Taco is a concoction so foul that it can only belong to…well, Philly. A South Street legend that few have tried and even fewer have finished, Gratzfeed investigates the notorious creation firsthand. Will he live to tell about it? Click the video and find out. Warning, this is not for the faint of the heart.
I hate to admit it, but I’m pretty cocky when it comes to cheesesteaks. If there’s a great steak in the area, I like to think I’ve probably at least heard of it before. Well, I’m glad to have been humbled by the gentlemen of Delco’s Original. In my defense, the place is a little outside my normal radius (Chadds Ford, PA), but finding the best cheesesteaks can be an exercise of almost limitless boundaries and in such a competitive field, excuses are for the weak. The place was suggested by my dad, who was actually referred by a local who’s been in the area for a while. I was a little skeptical, but as we say here in Philly, “trust the process”.
Speaking of “trust the process”, the place was pretty Philly-ed out, which of course is a positive. Who wouldn’t want to eat a cheesesteak while looking at walls of Philadelphia sports regalia? Maybe losers, that’s who. The place itself sits inside a pretty unassuming shopping center. While you may be thinking rinky dink, Delco’s Original is far from it. Don’t get me wrong it’s nothing fancy, but there’s way divey-er joints out there. The place is well lit and clean. There are a few tables to sit at and they clearly do a great takeout business too. After living in Philadelphia for a while it was refreshing not being shoulder to shoulder waiting in line with some schlub breathing on me. Plenty of help behind the counter and the guys there were all friendly and knew what they were doing.
Now, it’s one thing to pay homage to Philly sports and have good service, but it’s all for nought if the food doesn’t stack up. Well, lets put it this way… my mouth is watering just thinking about these bad boys. Tried the beef cheesesteak and the chicken too. Both out of this world. Plenty of meat which was hot, fresh and delicious. Everyone knows good bread makes a sandwich and the rolls here were out of this world as they had a nice crispy texture to them. We also had fries which were amazing as well. I loved this place. If you really want to experience all the great cheesesteaks in the area then you probably want to add this to your list and make a trip. Lastly, like I said the Philly vibes are strong with this one, so make sure you grab a tastykake on your way out too.
I love barbecue. Pulled pork. Brisket. Ribs. Chicken. My mouth waters just typing that. Might be the most underrated type of food there is. Despite my affection for slaughtered animals doused in barbecue sauce, I never made it to Percy Street Barbecue in Philly which is kind of surprising considering it’s right down the street from where I live. This past Saturday my buddy and I finally tried it out, here’s the scoop.
What I ordered: Pulled Pork Sandwich, split an order of wings, whiskey ginger.
Verdict: As always, my anxiety ridden self was in a state of panic when it came time to make a decision on what to order. I love brisket and I love pulled pork. Luckily the waiter started off by saying that he personally recommends the pulled pork. When I asked him if it was better than the brisket he subtly gave the pulled pork another vote of confidence. It was settled. Pulled pork sandwich. Fries. Whiskey ginger. Ohh yeah. While I waited for that my friend and I split an order of wings. The wings were awesome. I really enjoyed them. Dry rub, meaty, flavorful. They had almost a maple kind of taste to them or something. Whatever it was, I was down. Before the main food comes out they storm the table with a barrage of different sauces. This is not a bad thing. At all. They were rattling off the sauces the same way one can rattle off girls Derek Jeter slept with. I was overwhelmed and didn’t retain anything, obviously. Strong pulled pork sandwich. Very strong. A generous portion of meat, some onion, plenty of fries. Some of the sauces were hits and some I could do without but having that variety was awesome. Since I didn’t really know which was which i just blindly poured different ones onto the pork. Aggressive, but necessary. Here’s the thing, I would gladly come back to Percy street for their pulled pork sandwich and wings. However, their prices are a little steep. Steep enough that it would prevent me from coming on a normal basis. $14 for the sandwich. The wings were $9 ($4.50 each). A whiskey ginger is $10. That’s $28.50 before tax and tip. Ended up costing $35 for a sandwich, drink and three wings. I don’t mind paying a little bit more for a quality sandwich (which I consider their pulled pork to be) but $14 a sandwich isn’t something I would want to do all the time. Sure I can probably hold off on the wings and maybe do without the alcohol, but still a $14 sandwich with a soda or something is still going to end up being close to $20 bucks or more. Delicious sandwich, might not be a $14 sandwich. At the end of the day though if you’re really craving barbecue you might not mind spending the extra moolah. Pulled pork isn’t something I eat on a weekly basis so hey spending a few extra bucks might not be a deal breaker.
On a side note, the service was phenomenal. Everyone was friendly from the hostess to the wait staff. Our waiter was energetic, informative and handled everything well. The food also came out fast, despite it being pretty crowded. The service and experience went a long way in making me feel more at ease about paying a premium. If it took forever to bring out a $14 sandwich on South Street I probably would have lost it. Overall good, quality barbecue. Great service, nice atmosphere, definitely worth trying but probably not special enough to give it a repeat visit with so many places to try in Philly unless you really want barbecue and/or are really close.
There are undeniably a few rite of passages every teenager in Cherry Hill experiences. Hard fought battles on the JCC hardwood. Drinking Smirnoff vodka out of a water bottle in a Short Hills basement. Vitos. Summers, however are reserved for one of two things:
A. Expensive teen tours with your Jewish friends.
B. Living it up at your parents (also probably Jewish) Margate house.
The latter apparently reached a new level of turnt this past Memorial Day Weekend, also know as “MDW”.
“In a town jammed with visitors to launch the summer season this weekend, Margate police had their hands full — with juveniles from out of town.
He said a fight involving 300 teens broke out on the Washington Avenue beach, home of Lucy the Elephant, at 2 p.m. Saturday and led to three arrests for assault and disorderly conduct.
Additionally, a police officer was hit with a Gatorade bottle.
“There were so many people fighting they had to get help from Ventnor and Longport,” Bergeron said. “They’re really disrespectful.”
Hundreds of teens congregated on the sidewalks and at the entrance to the Wawa for hours Saturday night, but Bergeron said there’s not much Margate police can do to disperse them. Curfew laws have proven problematic to enforce, he said.”
I blame the parents, I really do. This is what happens when you drag little Benjamin to hebrew school every Sunday and Tuesday. This is what happens when your 17 year olds car is nicer than their algebra teachers in the same parking lot. This is what happens when your daughter, instead of selling lemonade outdoors, is online shopping for lululemon’s. Kids seek a thrill and start to rebel. Having said that, it sounds like a pretty good time. Not going to lie, Wawa, drugs and alcohol check off most of the boxes in terms of what people are looking for on a big holiday weekend. Add in a total lack of regard for authority and taking over a place where you have no business being with a complete sense of entitlement and what more could you ask for? Kind of makes my friends and I look like pussies. Sure we might have drank down the shore but our parents knew where we were and we weren’t badasses throwing gatorades at cops. Those kids must be cool! We used to have anxiety when pregames hit double digits, these kids are in droves of 300 like King Leonidas fighting each other. Proud to see my hometown grow up. And these are most likely kids from the east side! Imagine what those barbarians from the wild wild west are up to these days, sheesh!
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