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Shameless Plugs In Old City

This will be my shameless plugs post. Chock full of em. On saturday night I went to a grand opening party for Indyhall. It’s a cool coworking spot where people can drop in and work, or not work, or hang out. There are no rules. I have to shamlessly plug them because they fed me. And I appreciate that from anybody. Delicious hoagies from Primo’s, fruit plate, veggie plate, some cheese and things, hawaiian punch, beer, champagne. All great stuff. Also, I’d never seen so many iPhones in one room in my life. It was surreal.

Afterwards, pseudo hosted a pub crawl through Old City. First stop was Sugar Mom’s. Sugar Mom’s at 7:30 on a saturday night, pretty much dead. They are having some $2 specials daily for Philly Fringe. This girl appreciates a beer bargain. Next stop was Lucy’s. It sucked. I only remember being there a bazillion years ago. I felt like I was at a bad frat party. Ugh. The Khyber was supposed to be next, but we skipped that for the final destination, National Mechanics. You remember this place. It’s the one with the big columns and steps on 3rd. It’s probably been a dozen different joints in the past 20 years. I remember in high school it was Revival. The last time I was there (several years ago) it was two incarnations ago. I remember that last time. Multiple floors of dancing. I met a Sixer. No more 2 floors. Just one floor. Lots of wood. Check out these adorable pint glasses they use with pictures of Philly icons. Mr. Cosby below. Rocky below that.

By this point, we were hungry. Although the hoagies did fill the emptiness in my gut for awhile, some more vittles needed to be had. We had a little crew going with new friends from the indyhall party. They ordered some calimari and some nachos. The calimari were good. Cooked well, not too chewy, decent sauce. I didn’t really get to try many of the nachos. They were fine too. They used strange beans, not enough salsa. But the chips were good.

After more random wandering and we ended up getting a slice at Soho Pizza. They have a real brick oven and all. I had a slice of sausage and it was delicious at 1:30 in the morning. Late night pizza does a body good.

I’m A Bad Food Blogger

On saturday night I went to one of my favorite places to see live music – the North Star. Don’t worry, I’m not going to start blogging about bands or live shows I go to see. I’ll only mention that I’ve never eaten there, yet. Since we were in the Art Museum area we decided to grab a bite to eat. Bridgid’s was suggested, and I wholeheartedly agreed, as I’d heard nothing but good things about it.

First we drove around for way too long looking for a place to park. After many rounds around the block, we found a HUGE spot about 5 steps away. It was stupendous. Bridgid’s is a cute little Euro style joint with a great selection of Belgian beers. We had some hefeweisen, which is a German wheat beer, and probably my favorite next to white beers like Hoegaarden or Blue Moon. I hadn’t really eaten all day, and within a few sips, I was seriously feeling it. Yes, I’m an extreme lightweight.

I ordered the Beer Battered Brotola, which is a white fish similar to cod. Two good sized pieces of the fish came on a tomato based sauce, with a bit of salad, green beans, and rice. I loved every bite of it. The fish was cooked great and the sauce was perfect for it. The rice was good, the green beans were good, and so was the salad. M ordered the Cajun Tilapia, which was basically just a blackened fish dish. Hers came with the same sides, and she liked hers as well. Bridgid’s also gives you rolls and lovely softened butter. All in all, it was a great and unexpected meal.

Now the reason I’m a bad food blogger is that I totally forgot my camera. It’s unlike me, because now my camera lives in my purse. But alas, I forgot it. I did take pictures with my crappy-ass camera phone, but now I can’t get to the pictures. I can’t email them to myself, I can’t send them to anyone else, and I can’t download them. They’re stuck in Motorola camera phone purgatory forever…. unless I figure something out later on. So let’s hope I do in the future and I can share my crappy phone pics with you. But if you can’t wait, then head over to Bridgid’s yourself! Even E from Foodaphilia just went there again and loved it, it’s her favorite in the Art Museum area!

Main Line Dive Bar / Main Line Not-So-Dive Bard!

I found out through some food blog surfing about a local dive bar. A true local Main Line dive bar in Haverford – Roach’s! Roach & O’Briens, officially, on Lancaster Ave, right across from Wendy’s. It’s about postage stamp sized. You walk in and there’s a jukebox, a phone booth, a dartboard, a bar, and some tables and booths. Maybe some video games in the back? There were about 5 locals in there and they have $2 moosehead every day as well as an ok selection of domestic beer. This isn’t a classy, extensive imported beer list, mussels and pommes frites kind of a joint. People said they had great burgers, and that’s what they got. Burgers, sandwiches, and fries. We got a couple of cheeseburgers, his with bacon, and a basket of cheese fries. These burgers were rather large. The bartender said 8 oz before being cooked. They came on kaiser rolls and were quite good. Piled with lettuce, tomato, and such, they were very tall burgers. And the fries are a thicker kind, and were served with cheese whiz. Overall it was a good time. I have a few other pubs around in my neighborhood, even within walking distance, but this one is really a great little divey one with personality. No pretense about it whatsoever. Two burgers, fries, and 3 beers later, it wasn’t even $20. Not bad, eh?

We then headed over to
Yeats just to round out the local Route 30 pub crawl. I’d passed by it thousands of times but never went in. It looked divey from the outside. Strangely enough, Yeats Pub is actually quite nice! It has a long bar taking up one entire side of the restaurant and then all tables and booths. Their menu looked quite good (even had buffalo burger) and their beer, booze, and wine selection is quite extensive. No dart board, no pool, no nothing. Just drinks and food. It was a Monday night and there was almost no people in there. The staff outnumbered the patrons about 2 to one. We just grabbed a beer (I had a hoegaarden on tap) and then skidaddled. I think I’ll have to go back and have some food!

Roach & O’Brien
560 W Lancaster Ave
Haverford, PA 19041

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