For lunch, I got Korean tacos and sat on the roof with a couple coworkers and talked about the election; and after work we went to a new place down the street where there’s a row of about eight sports bar TVs on each wall and the booths are arranged to give you a sense of an open-air warehouse, and we continued the conversation, but as you walked through the city there were tourists lining up with H&M bags and taking pictures in front of the wax museum like it was an ordinary weekend.
(Photo: Eastern State Penitentiary, Philadelphia.)
365 Days of Food 