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Hot Dog Page
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February 2008 |
Eating
Philadelphia
My home chomping ground
Updated
February 2008 |
Eating
the New England Coast
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March 2006 |
Eating
Jersey Dogs
Updated March 2006 |
Eating
The South
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February 2008 |
Carolina Barbecue
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August 2004 |
To Charleston
SC For Oysters
Updated
March 2004 |
Eating
The Midwest
Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Pittsburgh and St. Louis
Updated February
2008 |
Isla
Mujeres, Yucatan Peninsula, Mexico
Some of the best chowing down in the world
Updated February 2008 |
Eating
The West - California & Vegas
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February 2008 |
New
York, New York
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February 2008 |
Hopscotching
Europe
Prague, Budapest, Brussels, France,
London
Updated July 2005 |
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Eating
My Way To Texas |
| Wheeling
and Elsewhere in WV
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Eating State Fairs and Festivals
Updated
June 2005 |
Petit
St. Vincent Resort
A Break In Content |
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Memories Of Meals Gone By |
Memories
of Eateries Gone By
"Retired"
Restaurants no longer open. |
Me
(Holly)
Why
Holly Eats - a short bio |
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2000 - 2001 - 2002 - 2003 - 2004 - 2005 -2006 -
2007 - 2008 by Holly Moore -
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Site
published July 5, 2000
Site Last Updated February
19, 2008
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The
Reading Terminal Market Board of Directors must
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HollyEats.Com
is for everyone who:
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Prefers
chowing down to dining.
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Proudly
wears a
grease splattered shirt as the badge of honor it is.
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Makes
it a point to consume one's minimum daily requirement of
nitrates.
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Is at
least a bit leery of sparkling clean restaurants, suspicious that
their focus is on scouring, not cooking.
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Is more impressed with a restaurant parking lot packed with pickup
trucks and Chevy's than one boasting BWM's and Cadillac's.
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Passes
by the familiar, bland comfort of the Red Lobsters, Olive Gardens
and Golden Arches that have taken over suburbia, insisting on driving a few minutes or hours further -
knowing that somewhere down the road is a barbecue pit, a truck
stop, a diner, a drive-in. a greasy spoon that may well become the highlight of the journey.
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The
Grease Stain Rating System |
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Anyone who has seen my shirt after I've
ravaged a cheese steak hoagie understands the grease stain rating system.
Grease stains don't
necessarily mean greasy food, though that certainly works in a place's
favor. Rather, the greater the splatter fallout, the more I
relished my meal and the more grease stains that ended up on
my shirt.
Restaurants
are awarded 3 to 5 grease stains ranging from
"great" to
"outstanding." Those meriting just one or two grease stains will
have to fry harder to earn their way onto here. |
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Our
Patron Saint - Calvin
Trillin |
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If
it wasn't for Calvin Trillin's American Fried which I read back in the late
'60's,
I'd still believe that the only great restaurants were those flaunting silver service, designer clad
servers, and
Escoffier inspired haute cuisine.
Author of the Tummy Trilogy
American Fried; Alice, Let's Eat; and Third Helpings.
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