Detroit, MI: Polish Village Cafe

A surprising fact I came to learn about Detroit was the high number of Polish immigrants living in the city. As covered in the blog previously, I married into a Polish family, and largely through the annual celebration of Wigilia, I’ve discovered an entire world of food I didn’t previously know existed; or hadn’t attributed to the Poles.

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Detroit, MI: Slow’s Bar BQ

In the early stages of the 20th century, not long after Henry Ford fired up his model T for the first time, manufacturing jobs became the new gold rush. Thousands of skilled laborers rushed to the car plants of Detroit, Michigan. Why Detroit? Centrally located in the United States, it was perfectly positioned to receive the raw material coming in by train from all over the country.

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Washington, DC: Astro Doughnuts and Fried Chicken

On March 20th, my wife and I welcomed our first son, Noah. To say it’s been a life-changing event would be minimizing the impact he’s had on us. Suddenly, every movement we make is consumed with the second thought of how we need to incorporate our newborn in our plans. After a couple of weeks of trying to figure out this whole gig of being parents, we figured the best thing we could ultimately do was just continue to live our lives the way we normally would, bringing our baby boy along for the ride. And, with the dawn of a new spring comes a new baseball season, and with it, new road trip opportunities for a couple of travel junkies. With a 4-day weekend over Easter, we took off for the nearest city whose Major League stadium we hadn’t checked out, which in this case was Washington, DC.

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Syracuse, New York: Eva’s European Sweets

My wife is Polish, her grandmother an immigrant, coming to Canada shortly after the second world war. Her family has maintained their roots, and are proud of their heritage. When I met her, I was introduced to a wide world of Polish cuisine that I not only had never eaten, but in a lot of cases wasn’t even aware of. Now, I anticipate every Wigilia when I’m given the chance to eat my weight in mushroom naleśniki, and pierogi.

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Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: Dalessandro’s

With our weekend in Philadelphia winding down, we had one more item on our bucket list. And while Bassett’s Ice Cream, a tomato pie, or a fresh stromboli would need to wait for another trip, we were completely focused on the hoagie-centric theme of the city. Even though I’d cheated our itinerary by eating at Tony Luke’s, I wasn’t going to rest until I got a cheesesteak from Dalessandro’s.

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Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: Citizen’s Bank Park

I’ve been a baseball fan since birth. Some of my earliest memories are watching the Expos on my dad’s lap, with him getting me all riled up every time Tim Raines stepped on the field. I can remember listening to the games at our summer trailer on the radio, called by Dave Van Horne and Ken Singleton. That passion has never left me, and over the past few years I’ve made it a special point to visit at least one new ballpark every year.

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Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: Tommy DiNic’s

When most people think of the food that defines Philadelphia, you can bet the cheese steak immediately comes to mind. The “Philly Cheese Steak” can be found on every street throughout the greater Philadelphia area, as well as in every food court from all points around the United States. But, if you ask a local, they’d tell you to get a roast pork sandwich instead. And they’d likely point you to Tommy DiNic’s.

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