AMIS. Because it’s one of the best places for pasta in the nation.
If you’ve finally come to the realization that it’s finally time to move on from Spaghetti-Os, then you should read this. Let me introduce you and yourself to the great spot that is known as Amis. It’s one of the best places for pasta in the nation, according to a writer from Bon Appetit - so I trust it. Not only that, but it’s from local Philly big name chef Marc Vetri.
I been feinding to come here for a while now. Matter fact, I been wanting to come here since it opened in the beginning of the year. Then I came across that article which became the straw that broke my back (in a good way , and I’m not a camel).
One of the best places in the nation for pasta eh? Let’s elaborate.
PYT’s Buffalo Burger, looks like the bison I killed in Oregon Trail
I been to PYT more times than I can count on my hands and feets. But it’s been a while since I last wrote about it. We went on Saturday for lunch because it was such a nice day. Unfortunately, the clouds were moving in and it turned overcast quicker than you can say springfield buffalo burger. Doesn’t kill my excitement though. Especially eating an animal as big as a Escalade and almost as much furry as Chewbacca.
As good as the burgers are, it’s more exciting because there’s usually a special weekly burger that is available for a limited time. This time, I had the Springfield Buffalo Burger. Why? Because it’s a bison burger. How often does that happen? Not sure and I don’t care. Must try.
So was it good? Did it taste funny? Let’s go to where the buffaloes roam and find out.
If you want French fries, go to McDonalds. If you want French everything else, go to BIBOU
Bonjour! Today is your lucky day - I am introducing to you one of the finest restaurants in Philly. Sure, it isn’t as spacious as say Buddakan, or make you feel like you’re living the ‘high’ life like R2L. But remember, there’s more to fine dining than just fancy decor. Ok I beg to differ, but anyway.
I introduce to you BIBOU. If you can’t afford Le Bec Fin (who can?) then this is it. This place is where you want to be if you want to experience real fine French cuisine. The head chef and owner is French, and so is his wife/hostess. This place can probably fit no more than 25 people and the seating is a little snug. Don’t be surprised if you ‘accidentally’ brush your thunder thighs on the face of the person next to you. Unless that’s what you really want, which I have no problems with.
By the way, you’ll want to Rsvp if you want to eat here.
