Philly Yo

So, we've been terrible about posting over the last two months. But, after some sincere soul-searching and a new-found dedication to exploiting our daughter's cuteness for personal gain, we're back in business!! Expect to see a series of posts of the next week covering everything that has happened between Halloween and New Year's Day. But first, Philly yo.

Our trip to Philadelphia started with a question. 

Nate. What do you want for dinner? 

Nate thought for a second and said... A cheese steak.

Ok... Do you want to grab some steak from the store now or later on?

No Jen. I want a cheese steak. And there's only one place to get cheese steak. Philadelphia.

So we loaded up the little beast, strapped in and headed to P-town. Unfortunately our lack of planning made a trip through Independence Hall impossible, (tickets are allotted daily and sell out quickly.) But we weren't in Philadelphia to see Independence Hall, the Liberty Bell, or even the Rocky statue. We were there for Geno's. Here are the pics.

We tried one with onions and the "whiz" and one without the "whiz." 

Always get the "whiz." Always.