Last weekend, the babes and I went over to 9th Street in S. Philly (known as the Italian Market for those of you who don’t live in the area). I love love love DiBruno’s sharp provolone cheese and Eddie wanted some sopressata (some sort of salami that I find disgusting). As we were walking along 9th Street, among the many fruit/veggie stands, cheese stores, and various meat shops, I happen to see this:
I found the slogan hysterical. “Don’t divorce your wife because she can’t cook. Eat here and keep her as a pet” – most women I know would be offended, but I couldn’t help but laugh and I thought I’d share the laughter with you. Oh, this is another random 9th St. sighting (I stole this picture from my Texas Cousin’s visit in 2009 – just a tad horrifying to visitors, but humorous to me):
Yes, that would be random carcasses in the window. Gotta love Philly!
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Your second picture is the only reason I’ve never been to that area!! 🙂
Haha I love it!! But I think Ed’s your pet and not the other way around 🙂
Haha, I couldn’t agree more!
We were on South Street a few years ago. Sam was savoring the aroma coming from Suvlaka’s a Greek restaurant. I don’t think I spelled it right. They had meat turning on a spit in the window. A couple walked by us and said look at all the dead meat. And Sam said without skipping a beat, very sincerely, tasty dead animals. If looks could kill I think he’d be dead, but he didn’t notice. The Dead animals were calling to him:) It always brings a smile to my face when I remember it.
Really?? That is hilarious and awesome! Sounds like something I’d say 🙂