Luckily for Philly, Rob Cassell found a way to get past early challenges to start turning out Bluecoat Gin in April 2006. That blue glass bottle has become ubiquitous wherever mixologists turn out labor-intensive cocktails.
If you've visited the Fair Food Farmstand in the Reading Terminal Market, and you’ve found coolers filled with raw milk, pasture-raised eggs and humanely raised meats. But what you probably haven't done is ask about the story behind these locally produced items. That's about to change.
Bartram’s Garden, the pre-revolutionary home of naturalist John Bartram, is an unlikely location to begin with. Located next to a housing project in Southwest Philadelphia, the unassuming entrance masks Bartram’s stone house, the historic garden and the woods along the river. Even more unlikely are the five sets of beehives tended by local beekeepers.
Creamy milk stouts are a delight all on their own, what with their cotton candy sweetness and Lando Calrissian smoothness, but add a heap of chocolate to them and you’ve just created heaven in a glass.
The crisp-skinned beauties luxuriated in a shimmering, salty-sweet-spicy glaze, and each bite was a study in the importance of balancing high-wire levels of sweetness, saltiness and heat.
Tacos play a far greater role now than they did before Lolita’s reconcepting. From the much-heralded trompo, I was easily won over by the pork shoulder ones, the meat lovingly rubbed with smoked morita chile, garlic, and piloncillo
Roasted hen-of-the-woods mushrooms, lacquered with honey and arriving a shimmering, burnished mahogany color, were a study in flavor-layering.