October 7, 2015

The main reason I like to travel is to get the chance to try a new restaurant or cuisine and eat my ass off. And maybe, if there’s time, I’ll sight-see for a bit. But probably not.

 

A few weeks ago, I was “lucky” enough to get to visit Philadelphia, PA for a chance to taste not one, but two cheesesteaks. (You can read all about it here!) As much as I enjoyed eating cheese-whiz and grilled onions all afternoon, my stomach hated me. My friend and I decided that since we were only in Philly for one day, we would make the best of our short trip and treat ourselves to a nice night out.

While walking around outside, we had that annoying conversation friends have when they are hungry and apathetic.

 

“Where do you want to go?”

“I don’t care, wherever”

“Theres a Hard Rock Café on the next street…”

“No, I don’t want Hard Rock Café.”

“What about Chilis?”

“No.”

“FORGET IT!!”

 

We eventually both hopped on our phones and opened up different show-me-where-food-is applications to get some ideas. After, I don’t know, thirty minutes of standing in the vestibule of a CVS, we both decided that we wanted tapas.

 

Luckily, there was a high-rated tapas restaurant a few blocks away called Jamonera. Upon entering the cozy restaurant, I knew this was going to be a place I’d enjoy.

 

The main reason I like to travel is to get the chance to try a new restaurant or cuisine and eat my ass off. And mayb

Luckily, there was a high-rated tapas restaurant a few blocks away called Jamonera. Upon entering the cozy restaurant, I knew this was going to be a place I’d enjoy.

We started off with a pitcher of sangria and then fought decided on what to get to eat. We ultimately selected: The Papa Fritas, Dates stuffed with

cheese and wrapped in bacon,

manchego stuffed meatballs,

and the mixed paella. 

 

I was most excited about the

paella because I had never had

this before and it was full of

chicken, chorizo, pork belly and

calamari with just enough spice

that I could handle.

 

The other three plates we got

were incredible as well –

especially the papa frita, which

is essentially potatoes covered

in a garlic aioli.

 

 

I was so full by the time the waitress brought the dessert menu out, but I knew I would regret not tasting their signature dessert, the Jamonera Sundae: pound cake topped with peanut butter ice cream, pretzel pralines, caramel, hot fudge, and toasted marshmallow. It was the perfect end to a fantastic dinner.

 

If you are ever in the Philly area, I say skip the cheesesteaks and treat yourself to a much more lavish and enjoyable experience!

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