On the side of a fire station on South Street in Philadelphia:
You can't go to Philly and not indulge in a cheesesteak (seriously, it's Pennsylvania State Code 454a-55). We chose Jim's Steaks because we happened to walk by:
And G-Farb, who now must steel herself for a lifetime of me calling her Schwartzfarb, got married. But I didn't take any photos. Which is odd because that was the whole reason for going there.
Posted by Brian at 11:12 PM
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