The Reading Terminal Market is wonderland for the traveling foodie. As far as farmer’s markets go, this indoor maze of homemade sweet and savory goodness takes the cake, no pun intended. I love travelling and going out to eat with people that have developed pallets. They tend to order outside the box and are able to identify strange flavors that miraculously pair well together. My sister is such a person, so I had fun watching her peruse the aisles discerningly judging each menu. It makes the final destination feel like a warranted choice, and our first stop didn’t disappoint.
Reading Terminal Market is quite chaotic so if you like the high frequency energy associated with most kitchens, plus hauntingly delicious aromas surrounding you, I do suggest going. Situated in the midst of this chaos is Molly Malloy’s. This little haven offers you one foot in and one foot out at the Reading Terminal Market’s craze. It is a small restaurant sectioned off, so you can leisurely sit and have a glass of wine with some eats while still acknowledging and taking in the lovely chaos that surrounds you. It’s like being in the eye of a storm.
A few squash-filled croquettas later, we were on our way back making the rounds. Artisan-style candles, homemade tea and herbs, more flavored cream cheese than you’d ever imagine… these are the types of hand-crafted goodies you’ll find at the Reading Terminal Market. Our love for homemade, delicious eats brought us back to the market several different times during our stay. We came in the morning and experienced the buzzing Philly crowd, the aromas of fresh coffees and pastries. This time we opted to sit at the table of a yummy breakfast stand, right in the midst of the chaos. At first, it’s a bit daunting, people are rubbing up against you and if you’re claustrophobic than it’d be your worst nightmare. But, as with most things, once you begin to focus on yourself, on your bubble of space as separate from the chaos, the flutter of people becomes a lullaby.
I can’t recommend this place enough if you’re ever in Philadelphia. The only semi negative comment I have is the wine… there is an adorable shop with locally grown and made wine. Blue Mountain Wine is unfortunately not tasty in the least. My sister and I were on our way to a sushi spot in chinatown which was BYOB (another awesome quality of many Philly restaurants). We had no idea where to find a liquor store, so we popped into Reading Terminal Market as we were sure it wouldn’t fail us… We tried about 5 wines just hoping one was decent, but every tasting was worst than the last. Bottled wine is perhaps the only thing you cannot (and should not) purchase at the Reading Terminal Market.
Other than that, feel free to peruse, sample and eat at any of its merchant’s stands, especially anything Amish (man, can they cook).
Have you been to Philly’s Reading Terminal Market? Any stories? Recommendations? Let us know in the comments below!
For more information on this snazzy farmer’s market, visit http://readingterminalmarket.org/