Every once in a blue moon, the Mistress likes to venture into downtown to the Reading Terminal Market . The thing is, I go into Philly often, but if I go to the market, I have to be coming right back to the Casa to put the finds away. I'm here to tell you, I can go nuts in there too. When it comes to food I sometimes have no restraint. To see me, one may be shocked I eat like a horse. Luckily from my father's side, I was blessed with a high metabolism. Which is good, otherwise my pants would all need to be let out. And the Lad would make a crack about me getting heavier when we are getting frisky.
The history of Reading Terminal Market dates all the way back to 1860 when the Butcher’s and Farmer’s Market opened for business on the 1100 block of Market Street. The market stayed at the location for 30 years, but by 1890 it looked like the market’s days were numbered. The Philadelphia and Reading Railroad Company purchased the land occupied by the market and planned to demolish it to make way for a new railroad terminal. The market was saved however when the Philadelphia and Reading Railroad Company agreed to build a new market underneath the railroad station. In 1892, the new market opened for business and became known as the Reading Terminal Market and thrived in its new building , and has been ever since, and is considered America’s oldest continuously operating farmer’s market. They have everything too....fresh seafood, meats, cheeses, pastries, flowers, produce, French linens, Polish cooking ware, homemade Amish pies or the best sandwiches in America. The Reading Terminal Market has you covered. What took me in though was the cheeses at Salumeria.
They have the cheeses. And I love my cheeses. Almost more than I love my men.
I came home with several. Cheeses, not men. A French Brillat-Savarin with crushed papaya. Zighera, a smoked cheese. Pecorino siciliano from Sicily. And a lovely Spanish Manchego.
It's long corridors of food. Row after row. Produce.....
Pastries at Termini Brothers Bakery. Don't get me started.
I didn't get porked today, but this place has the best pork B-B -Q!
Seafood......but wasn't in the mood for crabs.
I love lobster, but feel terrible eating the poor things....till they are on the plate.
In addition to my cheeses, and produce and my meat and sausages, I couldn't resist this sandwich .... a Corned Beef Special at the Hatville Deli,a long-standing deli stall, where the Esh family has been using products from their native Lancaster County for over 30 years, the most famous offering is this cold sandwich, which plies corned beef with coleslaw and Russian dressing .
And I couldn't resist two cannoli's from Termini Borthers......
Thank goodness the Lad or Daddy Warbucks aren't here this weekend. Otherwise they may mistake me for Philbert, the 3-foot bronze piggy bank that resides in the market.
Hey, I may be a tad heavier, but I'm happy!