NFT Philadelphia Moyamensing / East Passyunk

Moyamensing / East Passyunk

Essentials
A busy (and somewhat congested) section of South Philly that features lots of residential living space stacked not-so-neatly on top of itself. South Broad takes on the appearance of a blocked artery during peak rush hours, and the curious parking custom of leaving your car in the middle of the goddamn street hardly helps matters.

Sundries/Entertainment
Revamped Passyunk Avenue has something for everyone. Paradiso serves Italian in a sophisticated setting while down the street, Cantina buzzes with hipsters buzzed on margaritas. For a low-key evening, try a specialty pizza at Marra's or head to Lucky 13 for beer and meatball shots.




         



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Posted By:  Robert Johnson
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JimmyStyle
Wait. South Philly's got a Home, Baby and Gift store and it's NOT tacky? Apparently, that seems to be the case thanks to the recently opened JimmyStyle. Jimmy Contreras, a local fashionista known for his no-nonsense approach to style, has set up shop on East Passyunk Avenue. Literally. In early-May, Contreras opened JimmyStyle in South Philadelphia. It's a "home store," which he describes as an "eclectic mix of funky, functional and fashionable products for your life and home." JimmyStyle carrys an assortment that includes small furniture, candles, frames, gift items, pillows, plates and vases, from names such as AREAWARE, Sagaform, Barrveld, Blue Q, Jonathan Adler, and Tribeca Candle. In addition, the store features a chic Baby Corner, with clothing for infants and toddlers, toys and accessories from designers like the Appaman Collection, Kee-Ka Baby, Ooh La La Mama and Trumpette.



Posted By:  Allison Lowrey
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Scioli Tailoring
South Philly is the self-proclaimed 'best' at a lot of things. Best cheesesteaks, best bakeries, best people-watching. Now it's time to add best tailor to the list. Pat and Anna Scioli, a dynamic duo if ever there was one, know that a person only feels as good as he looks. Head to the Sciolis and have them overhaul your wardrobe staples. You'll look and feel like a million bucks. Not to mention, their prices are affordable and you'll have plenty of leftover cash in your pocket to hit the town and strut your stuff. So dig through your closet or hit the consignment shop and let the Sciolis turn frump into fab. Whether it's as simple as getting some jeans hemmed or getting a prom dress redesigned, the Sciolis aim to please. They'll present your revamped clothes to you with a proud smile, and will happily accept whatever gratitudinal gushing you have to offer.




Posted By:  Allison Lowrey
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Lucky 13
A lot of people who live in South Philly were born in South Philly. And they don't necessarily love sharing their pocket of the city with anyone else. Walking into small local bars, non-native South Philadelphians would often be greeted by glares from old Italian men and the sound of a record being scratched to a halt. It's more Goodfellas than good feelings. However, as tons of Center-Citiers migrate to the affordable housing in South Philly, more hip, friendly pubs are springing up. Lucky 13 is a great new addition to the neighborhood. Formerly the unwelcoming Vincenzo's, Lucky 13 hosts a diverse and low-key crowd. Clark, the owner, plans to add some taps in the coming weeks, but for now there's a decent selection of bottled beer. The comfort food--like the deconstructed meatball sandwich or the mac and cheese--is tasty and almost too pretty to eat. There are flat screen TVs for folks who want to watch a game and a Pac-Man table for those with an abundance of quarters. This South Philadelphian feels lucky to have a spot like Lucky 13 just down the block from her house.



Posted By:  Rebecca Troutman
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Cantina Los Cabalitos
I'm no worshipper of Cantina, like so many South Philly folks I know. The food is quality, but when it comes down to Mexican restaurants I'm partial to the more authentic and less expensive. Not to say there isn't plenty to enjoy at Cantina: people-watching is a thriving sport and the platanos are always sweet. Plus I know a tangy bargain when I meet one. Allow me to introduce you to Cantina's happy hour, where a pitcher of margarita that's regularly $18 is yours for $10 from 3-6 pm. That's right. Although the deal applies only to the traditional margarita--which admittedly has a little too much mixer in comparison to its tequila content--you can always upgrade to Grand Marnier and all those special fixins. Unlimited chips and salsa too? Someone put this up on the "frugal fun alert," stat.



Posted By:  Matthew Strubel
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10th Street Cafe
With unemployment rates surging and a sagging economy, it is baffling that brunch snobbery is allowing the cost of an entrée to nearly double that of the minimum wage. While mimosas are a posh way to kick-start one’s weekend, the stimulus provided by a plateful of pancakes from one of south Philly’s most unassuming treasures is all the more intoxicating. The 10th Street Café, nestled in the corner at Snyder Avenue, is nobly making up for the market by serving up ordinary victuals that are luxurious in flavor, not in price. Pancakes sweet as candy, more so if swollen with chocolate chips and bananas, are gems of the griddle that should be selling like, well, you know. If they seem too rich for your taste, 10th Street’s economical two-egg breakfast will ring up at less than one Bellini. Not yet sold? The stock of this small-business champion is strengthened by snubbing bourgeois cola tyrants in favor of a supply of Royal Crown sodas (including Cherry 7-Up and Orange Crème). Now throw your Bloody Marys into the Delaware and revolutionize your dining portfolios.



Posted By:  Allison Lowrey
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King of Jeans
We all have days where the world seems like a disenchanting place. Sometimes retail therapy and a chocolate milkshake help. Or maybe simply passing by a cute puppy on the sidewalk. When you have an unshakable funk, though, you need something more drastic--like when holding your breath isn't enough and someone has to scare the hiccups out of you. Enter the "King of Jeans" sign. I've never been in this store. I have no idea if they sell clothes for men or women. All I know is that the King of Jeans sign will stop you in your depressed, foot-dragging steps and make you think: what in the holy fuck is going on here? A woman in leather hot pants and a matching bra falls to her knees while a shirtless stud, wearing nothing but jeans and pilgrim shoes, plants a smooch on her. What does the sign mean? "Shop here and blowjobs will be forthcoming?" Or perhaps, "Outfitting the submissive dominatrix since 1958?" I don't know, but this sign is not merely the notation of a store's location. It's a piece of art that is sure to bring a smile to the curmudgeonliest of faces.



Posted By:  Allison Lowrey
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Mia
“In your face, bizzo!” That’s the thought running through your head as you triumphantly hand the salesgirl your overworked Visa card. Sure, you’ll have to pull major overtime to pay for the shirt, but it’s worth it just to prove to the sales clerk that you can afford to shop there, right? A tad different from most shops in South Philly, it’s like a tornado ripped Mia up from Rodeo Drive and plopped it down on Passyunk. Stocked with exquisite and expensive couture, the perfume of choice for the fur-coat-clad patrons might as well be called Old Money. If you thought buying a hundred-dollar Lucky Brand sweatshirt qualified you as an upscale shopper, think again. Show up at Mia in that sweatshirt and you’ll be as invisible to the salespeople as a homeless guy shaking a change cup in front of an ATM machine. If you’ve recently won the lottery and need to unload some cash before seedy relatives come looking for a handout, head to Mia immediately and revel in the luxury. If you live paycheck to paycheck, skip it. There are better things to do with your life savings than justify to retail staff that you belong in their store.



Posted By:  Allison Lowrey
Photo:  Allison Lowrey

Artisan Boulanger Patissier
Artisan Boulangerie Patissier may not look like much from the outside. There are no frills or thrills; the awning has (probably) seen better days. The inside of the shop consists of a bare counter and a big cooler in the corner that houses a bunch of Gatorade. Upon first glance, you might be inclined to do a 180 and walk right out the door without buying anything, but what a mistake that would be, my friend. Artisan’s baked goods are nothing short of goose bump-inducing. Give the almond croissant a taste and you’ll never be able to go another weekend without one. Artisan is a French/Asian fusion bakery—and the meeting of two cultures never made stomachs of the masses so happy. The earlier you get there, the better the selection of baked goods you’ll find yourself choosing from. So, grumble while you drag yourself out of bed at 9 am on a Saturday. All morning grumpiness will immediately evaporate after that first bite of croissant. If you listen carefully, you may even hear birds chirping and notice the sun seems a little brighter. Seriously, it’s that good.



Posted By:  Allison Lowrey
Photo:  Allison Lowrey

There are two pairs of sneakers dangling from the wires right in front of my bedroom window, directly above the front stoop of my row house. There was only one pair a few months ago, but now there are two. And I don’t like it. Certain websites salaciously suggest that deviant hoodlums sell crack underneath these suspended shoes. Or that “gang bangers” have marked my neighborhood as their territory. Many wire-dangling-sneaker experts indicate that bullies steal their victims’ shoes and lodge them over power wires in an ultimate act of taunting. One reference site even suggests that upstanding fellows toss their old Reeboks onto a wire to let the world know they’ve lost their virginity so that we can all share in the deflowering merriment! I’m fairly certain that none of the elderly Italian couples who live on my South Philly block just popped their first cherry. And despite the abundance of crack whores wandering around the city, I can assure everyone that my newly renovated home’s front stoop is not a crack den. So I have one word for kids prone to bullying: VANS. Seriously, think about it.



Posted By:  Allison Lowrey
Photo:  Allison Lowrey

Cantina Los Cabalitos
When someone mentions South Philly cuisine, you automatically think of heavyset balding men cooking some sort of pasta while singing That’s Amore. Or you think of dueling cheesesteak joints that have ridiculous amounts of tourists and suburbanites waiting in line. Now you can add tart, eye-scrunching margaritas to your stereotypes of South Philly. Los Caballitos Cantina, the gigantic bright orange building located on the corner of Morris and Passyunk, serves up an assortment of the fruit-and-tequila-infused adult beverages that will make you feel warm and fuzzy inside. If you manage to tear yourself away from the bar, check out the menu and order some nachos or a quesadilla from one of the adorable hipster servers. It’ll help sop up all that tequila so you won’t be totally useless at work the next day.




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