The first thing I did on a recent business trip to Philadelphia was drive to E. Passyuck Avenue, and promptly eat two cheese steaks. One sandwich was from Geno’s and the second was from Pat’s
The last time I was between FSU and FAMU I passed a food truck offering up Cuban fare. Sadly it was raining, and in the interest of not becoming drenched I sought lunch from a drier location
My air conditioner wheezed as it attempted to combat the thick Central Florida air. Heat radiated off the black top in waves, and I watched a woman with an umbrella shuffle towards and unknown destination
The passage of time does weird things to the mind. When I was a kid old people would tell me time speeds up as you age. My response was to look at them and think y’all are crazy
My breakfast plans in Panama City were gutted by poor planning, and I stumbled through the morning without caffeine. Lunch approached and my friend, Mike, suggested Trigo
My morning was spent sitting on a golf course, in the rain, passing out business cards and coozies. Thankfully I had the foresight to bring a rain jacket, so by the time it concluded I was only half drowned
Scanning through my timeline a picture of an amazing looking sandwich, posted by my friend Renee from her Mag Lab ladies lunch, caught my eye. I asked where she had eaten the bacon and Brie grilled cheese
People around me ordered Jimmy John’s for lunch. I decided to hold out, and on my way home made my way into Jacksonville’s Riverside neighborhood for a sandwich at the Whiteway Delicatessen.
On a dreary afternoon I found myself in downtown Jacksonville on Riverside Avenue looking for a place to eat lunch.