Today we are meeting friends that moved to the Philly suburbs from Charleston, WV. The designated location is Chef Alan’s American Bistro in Reading. I tried my best to talk everyone into Indian food, but no-go. (I have already found an Indian place in Mystic, on-line, so even if I have to go alone…I will have nan this week!)
Chef Alan’s list two Reading locations on the website, but it looks suspiciously like a chain. Ron is criticizing me as soon as we sit down at the large booth. “Why did you bring me to a place with a palm tree when we are in New England?” he whined. “I want to eat clam chowder.” I explained to him that we were not yet in New England, we were in Pennsylvania and that several places were not open for lunch on Saturdays. Oh yeah, and I asked him to shut up and eat.
Our friends were impresssed by the variety of the menu – salads, sandwiches (inlcuding an impressive array of burgers), pasta, and chicken. They both ordered cobb salads. Large cobb salads.