[A Pig at Large by Wilfrid; photos by Signed by Philippa: December 9, 2013]
So it's lunchtime in Philadelphia, and it's cold. Really cold. Freezing wind-in-your face cold. We'd just had the Pompeii experience (basically a volcano falling on your head) at the Franklin Institute (which reminded me that, as a child, I actually went up Vesuvius). Now we were hungry.
In other circumstances, we might have delved for something a bit less like a New York experience than the new outpost of a 93-year old Jewish deli, but that wind was unforgiving, there were seats, the food looked...well, monumental.