I drove in to Philly to the Reading Terminal Market. Bad idea. There was
an Amish festival going on and it was packed with people! Busier than
I've ever seen it. Out of four small produce stands, no banana chile
peppers!

I did find a jar of palm sugar, completing the authenticity of my Thai
chicken satay recipe. It's a dark brown coconut sugar (I did not know
this!).

They blocked off part of Arch street and put out chairs and bales of hay
for the audience to watch live music. I watched an Amish bluegrass band
belt out a few songs. Made up of banjo, mandolin, standup bass and two
guitars. They were great!!! There was also a hayride pulled by two mini
ponies for the kids!

Had a cup of the great Amish cucumber salad and a glass of bud light and
left.

Drove over to the Italian Market, stopping first at Pat's King of Steaks
for a cheesesteak. It was as bad as I remembered them. I didn't even
finish it! The BUMS!!!

Walked the entire market and nobody had banana chile peppers!!!

I tried, dammit.

Andy