It's been Aces back to back and the town has gone Guilty. The Change of Seasons celebration feels long overdue and Philadelphia has become self-indulgence central. Maybe it's the anticipation of watching the Phillies at The Bank or the thought of dining al Fresco without mittens.
As one of the Opulent Eight(more on this special status to come), I am a Guilty Provocator. With that VIP clout, I always have Primo seats to the party. If you have been looking for a reason to indulge, there's a bright light at the end of Winter's long tunnel.With July's Further Show at The Mann calling, a change in the season is a definite reason to party. To borrow a line from one of my favorite Grateful Dead songs, Althea, "You know this space is getting hot."
I do not think I have ever seen the local landscape with more pent-up Guilty Dreams. If you have not already done so, open the door to Decadence this summer and welcome an old friend to a table filled with sweet temptation. That Sainted Savior is always at the top of my Guiltorious guest list.
