Another visit to Philly this past weekend, though no tour through the Italian market like last time. This time it was much warmer. And this time we headed out to the Taste of Philly. Because nothing says summertime better than strolling through a food fair along the river, munching on tasty tidbits of local fare.
And by tidbits I mean a full funnel cake.
Because nothing goes better with funnel cakes than samosas and falafel.
And maybe a pretzel dog.
(And in case you were wondering, no, this does not beat the variety and quantity of food I consumed when I went to the Iowa State Fair with RHW a few years back, nor did Taste of Philly have a butter cow.)