Today most of our fun was in Philadelphia.
Papa had a doctor's visit in the University City part of Philadelphia, so we figured we'd all go together and have some adventures. My sister Carrie lives downtown, so we picked her up, and then went to a Korean restaurant for lunch.
I don't know that I've ever had Korean food before, and this stuff was AMAZING! I think the place was called Giwa, near Rittenhouse Square. It was a tiny place, you could maybe sit 20 people, and it was
packed. Carrie had been there before so she ordered for everyone.
She came back with a couple bottles of water and this stuff:
"Aloe vera juice with pulp bites." In my experience, aloe is something you use to soothe burns, so it was a little strange to be drinking it. It's a sweet, smooth (ok, it was slimy but that's not really an appetizing word) juice and then all the sudden you'll get a chunk of something, the "pulp bites". If you know that they are coming it's not too bad. We got Emily to try it. She was not a fan of the chunks. A couple sips was enough for me.
Then our food was ready. It's called bibimbop, which is fun to say. Sort of like "
Francisco".
It came in steaming hot metal (maybe stone?) bowls, piled high with vegetables (carrots, bean sprouts, baby corn, lettuce, red bell peppers, spinachy stuff, red cabbage, mushrooms), rice in the bottom and some beef in the middle. Hot hot hot! I'm pretty sure the veggies were raw when I first got the bowl, but they were perfectly cooked by the time everything was cool enough to eat. The meat was probably marinated, but I don't think there was any seasonings or sauce on it. It did come with a little bowl of red sauce. It was pretty spicy so I only put a little on and the whole bowl was AMAZING. Warmed my whole body up. So so so good. I ate the whole thing, but was surprised that I didn't feel stuffed. Maybe because there were so many vegetables. Oh it was good. If it didn't involve a ridiculous drive into the city, I would go get more right now. Maybe I can figure out how to make something similar at home. Did I mention how delicious it was?
Emily, with her boring toddler palate, had a bowl of plain white rice. And water. Prison food. Whatever. We tried to get her to taste everything. No dice.
We had parked in a garage next to the restaurant. We had to pay $28. To park in a crappy garage for an hour and a half! Instead of talking about how outrageous it was to pay that much, we called it "part of the experience."
We dropped Grammy and Papa off at his doctor's appointment and then had two or three hours to kill. We walked around for a little bit and then ended up at the University of Pennsylvania bookstore.
We walked around the store, read books and stopped in at the cafe. I got the peppermint hot chocolate (which was good but not as good as QuikTrip's) and Carrie got an eggnog latte (which smelled like burnt egg nog, but she said it was delicious). Emily had a gigantic sugar cookie with red sugar sprinkled on top. Definitely not prison food.
We picked up Grammy and Papa, dropped off Carrie at work and started on our way back to Royersford. At 4:30 pm. On a weekday. At rush hour. Ugh. It took at least two hours to drive 33 miles. I'm glad I wasn't driving. As a bonus, Emily slept almost the whole way.
Reading with Papa was a fun way to end the day.