Nothing like ooey cheese and grinded steak on a warm roll
Nothing like walking into a Wawa at 2 am or 5 pm for a hoagie
Nothing like a diner every two miles down route 130
Nothing like walking down South Broad Street bleeding green
Nothing like trusting the process
Nothing like the endless steps at the Art Museum
Nothing like "wooder ice" otherwise known as water ice
Nothing like a philly soft pretzel
Nothing like an ice cold “boost”
Nothing like a Made in America festival
Nothing like walking 5.5 miles of wooden planks in the blazing sun
Nothing like calling the beach "the shore"
Nothing like being from Jersey