And then it hit me…


I’ve been a vegetarian for roughly ten years. My best friend from high school likes to remind me of the days when we shared popcorn chicken wraps freshman year only to come back the next fall and I could no longer partake in our weekly ritual. It was a traumatic time, but I still hold on to the fact that processed chicken pieces are kind of gross if you think about them for too long.

Since then, there has been a lot of research- books, movies, wikipedias on the true definition of Veganism- but the fact has remained that I never looked back. I never once missed meat. I used to love lobster and it is true that one fateful filet mignon did it in for me. But enough of the past, on to the future!

Just because I don’t like meat doesn’t mean I hate happiness. I love happiness. In fact, I love it so much, I wanted to share with you my adventures in finding Philly’s best vegetarian foods. And, so that things don’t ever get boring, I’ll try to bring a long a meat eating friend whenever I can (that same friend from high school calls it a “meat partner,” she’ll appear from time to time).

The first place we visited was Watkin’s Drinkery, probably the most gastro-pubiest gastro-pub I’ve ever been to. My friend’s direct quote was, “Oh no, you’re a vegetarian, aren’t you? I wouldn’t have brought you here if I remembered that.” And as expected, my choices were limited, but that doesn’t even matter because I had what is arguably the best grilled cheese sandwich of my life. It changes weekly and I was lucky enough to have the havarti with dill and red pepper relish. I was  a little hesitant about the relish because I am a grilled cheese purist, but it was amazing and just acidic enough to cut the cheese without overwhelming it. My meat partner had the haddock fish and chips with an enviable amount of fish-less crispies. And everyone knows the little fried bits of nothingness are the best part.


Needless to say, I won.