
Also a must-try: the cocktails. I don't generally like mixed drinks (too high school...is that OK to say?), and I wasn't very excited to order one, but M insisted that these were special and so I had a Ginger Rogers, and then another. It was delicious. It didn't make my mouth hurt with sweetness; it didn't knock me over with booze. It was heaven in a cute, cool, antique-looking glass.
So. Go to Village Whiskey if you're ever in Philly. The staff is friendly, the wait isn't bad if you go before or after peak dinner hours, and the food is just the cat's pajamas. That's right. I said it.
Side note: I've heard tell that Bobby Flay is opening another Bobby's Burger Palace in Philly this Spring, and all I have to say is good luck, dude. Garces owns burgers, if you ask me.
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