Friends, Food and Fun in Philadelphia | Katie Proctor

The power of true friendship never ceases to amaze me. Distance is meaningless. And no matter how much time passes, the friendship never fades. I feel this way when I get together with some of my closest friends. After I graduated from 6th grade, my parents decided to build a house further west in Kansas City, so my sister and I started at a new middle school. I still remember sitting by myself (or with a few similarly lonely people) in the lunchroom those first few days. Of course, I slowly began to make new friends, including a girl my age who lived up the street. I’m forever grateful that her mom encouraged her to meet the twins who just moved into the neighborhood! The friends I made in middle school and high school followed through into college and later became my bridesmaids. In reality, I should thank my parents for moving us!

Though I live miles apart from my best friends, our reunions just keep getting better. Most recently, my friend Michelle (the neighbor!) and I went to Philadelphia to visit another long-time friend (Allison) who has been living there ever since we graduated from K-State. I just can’t believe it’s taken me this long to get out there! And here’s where the fun begins…

Dinner at Stephen Starr’s Pizzeria Stella and drinks at Mac’s Tavern. And maybe a nightcap at Wawa?


An early morning visit to Federal Donuts, where they sell chicken and donuts (that’s it) until they sell out. I had Cookies and Cream!


Picking up supplies (and samples) at Reading Terminal Market for the night’s dinner and grilling out with plenty of wine and trivia.

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Exploring Allison’s old (yikes) and new neighborhood (Queen Village) with the windows down, music blaring. Here’s a shot of one of the gorgeous homes on Delancey Street – a far cry from South Street, which now makes me shudder every time I think about it.


Long walks and patio lunches. I had to squeeze in 8 miles for my half marathon training, which we did walking along the Schuylkill River, Boathouse Row (boat houses that resemble frat houses dedicated to university rowing teams) and of course the stairs from the Rocky movie! I’d say we earned our trips to Rita’s.



And of course, we wrapped up Sunday with dinner at a cute BYOB Mediterranean restaurant, Dmitri’s, and relaxation catching up on some quality reality TV. I don’t think I would have minded missing our flight Monday morning (which we almost did)! Philadelphia is a cute city with a lot of character – it really exceeded my expectations (well based on what Allison told me :)). I’m already looking forward to another visit.