i grew up in the city for the earlier part of my childhood, and i’ve always felt really fortunate to have that experience. we lived at the end of a quaint, tree-lined street where everyone knew each other, us kids all played together, and block parties were a common occurrence. i took art classes (and went sledding) at the museum of art, loved riding what i called “accordion buses” and playing at cherry street park, and regularly went shopping at reading terminal. i can’t say that i always loved going there, as it was typically a crowded weekend day, but it always seemed so full of activity and excitement, and of course, delicious food.
it was recently named one of the top ten public markets in all of the united states, so i thought i’d take a trip down memory lane and visit for the first time in years to take some photos.
reading terminal is located on 12th street between market and arch in philadelphia – check out the website here.