Saturday, April 22nd
As in the two previous mornings, Gary
and I once again met in the hotel lobby and were joined by wanderingjew, Dale,
who was staying at a nearby hotel. Joe Rogo
also arrived for the 6:30am rendezvous and we chatted it up and exchanged stories with Dale,
bringing him up to date on the week’s exploits…at least all those that could be told.
The first stop of the organized Roadfood
day was scheduled for 8am and we had actually scheduled a 7:00am run to Heirloom Bakery
. As it was our fifth day of hardnosed Roadfooding
, I actually woke up full. Perhaps finishing off the last ½ of SCR from the room refrigerator has something to do with it. With the parking warnings we received from Chris
the day before, we continued our leisurely conversation and finally departed the hotel arriving at our 8:00am stop around 7:15am.
Parking was a snap at that hour and the briskness of the morning was only briefly suspended when all five rode together in my car putting Beefcake1
back on the road together for the first time on this tour. As we peeled out of the car, it reminded me of the video clips with people coming out of VW Bugs or telephone booths.
As we were early but well situated, we enjoyed a morning stroll and check out of….
. A central outdoor but canopied farmer’s market, the Market
was in the process of unloading, setting up and opening. This central core was ringed by various food emporiums that had a large walkway in front that could have garage doors closed for year round viability.
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Leading up to the Market
proper, a block or so in each direction housed numerous eateries and fun stores from garden shops to antique shops to taverns and more. The King of Caffeine
had dictated our first stop of the day, and since he was buying….
we headed to the outer ring and City Market Coffee
. Not at all a hipster place…
…there’s a good size menu…
…as well as two floors of seating. We choose an outdoor table which was interestingly situated on a rolling slab of concrete. It was part of the pre-caffeine challenge to get situated in your chair without falling backward and dumping your coffee.
Joe and I both went with medium cappuccinos and while I enjoyed both the stop and the price, there was an odd taste to both of our drinks. Not sure if the scent of spices from the various eateries now ramping up for a busy Saturday influenced our taste buds, but there was something just not right.
We decided at this point as it was nearing 8:00am, to make our way back to our breakfast meet-up spot which was across the street and over the beautiful new tram tracks…Cascone’s Grill
. Our hope was to avoid the Saturday morning rush when the market fills up. Basically, an Italian Diner serving since 1930, we beat the rush and were joined by a few more early birds.
While I don’t have outside photos to share, this poster and photo, warning you to be aware of your surroundings as pick pockets prey upon the unsuspecting at random, was posted everywhere. That character looks like he is right out of a scene from the Godfather
We had a seasoned waitress who matched BS with BS and which managed to make the meal a bright spot.
Some went with biscuits and gravy….
…while I had the breakfast sandwich with savory pork sausage, eggs and cheese on fresh grilled Italian bread. Superb! A variant was had by Joe Rogo
, which substituted Italian sausage for the savory version. Save your photo Danny
will share his.
After this initial stop, it was time to get out and walk around a bit. The sun was brightly shining, perhaps a harbinger of happy things to come. As we got back into the inner portion of the Market
, a bright light was suddenly upon us marking the arrival of none other than – JRPfeff
as us mortals refer to him.
Here’s the happy couple just short of the handshake…
…but before THE CORTADO….
We strolled around enjoying the bromance on display and most likely, we were all secretly trying to plot our next moves. With dozens of options, and two under our belts, there’d be room for one or two more.
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The Sausage Guy
was busy cooking sausages of several varieties and a flat top full of onions and peppers for the mid-day rush. The aroma was intoxicating!
We went into Beignet
, which attracted the largest percentage of the group and included most of “we skipped Cascone’s
” group but our hearts and stomachs, belonged to Italy.
Influenced by the Godfather of Pittston
, Joe Rogo
and I teamed up for a little antipasti from Carollo’s Groceria Italiana
. A small grocery/deli/all things Italian to eat kind of place, we went in and thoroughly scouted out the premises. After a brief huddle, we separated agreeing to meet back at the register.
Our haul and set outside for a little dining al fresco included – a Caprese sandwich with added prosciutto on some of the finest Italian bread, seafood salad with cuddle fish, octopus salad, a counter guy recommended hard cheese and some Italian cookies. It was a feast for us and just a short wave away from the big table outside of Beignet
which had an impressive feast going on. After a few hours at the Market
, it was time to move on.
We were stepping out on the Boulevard at Danny Edward’s Boulevard Barbeque
A quick rub of the snout and we were inside just as they opened at 11am. As I was first in line and spotted pit ham…
…I was all in with a bbq ham sandwich sided by mac ‘n cheese and potato salad. It was all pretty good but I had lost my appetite a bit when Danny
decided to dress down an employee right in front of me and several others. A kind looking, matronly lady, she stood there as if this had happened before. Inside, I was thinking that if those eyes or words move in my direction, we’re going to have free entertainment and there will be no bromace involved. Things lightened up a bit after Buddy
took a direct hit and then skillfully calmed the waters…
Here’s the combo platter that I knew would get ordered…
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And a look into what I am guessing is a gas assist wood smoker…
wanted to make sure we got our exercise, they sent all of us off to park. The only problem, they sent half of us to one park and half to another. We felt more secure in our park as sly police officer kept an eye on us from the parking lot of a mattress store across the street. With No Alcoholic Beverage
signs every 18 inches, we must have looked like we’d be pulling out brown bags any minute now.
We did manage to finally bring both groups together and the food runners set-up a spread of tacos from Bichelmeyer’s
and chicken from El Pollo Ray
. There were lots of accompaniments and you could literally design your own taco from scratch. Good stuff!!!
While I was sorry to disappoint Officer Friendly as no arrests were made…. The 2nd half of Day 5 is up next…much more to come….
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