On a typical Friday I would be out of my office and in my car by 4 PM, excited and ready to
embrace the weekend adventures ahead of me after a modest commute home to take care of Mr. Puggers. However, temperatures in the 70′s and a new pair of Vibram Five Fingers changed my routine a few Fridays ago. Instead of battling through traffic on the Green Lane bridge with everyone else, I decided to try something new. Why waste my time sitting in traffic, cruising down Main Street, windows down and sunroof open, watching the happy hour crew enjoy dining al fresco when I could be downtown in a few hot minutes doing the same?
The car was no place to waste my time, and I had already made other arrangements for Mr. Puggers so there was no reason to go home. I grabbed my Blackberry, checked the regional rail schedule, kidnapped my Paleo cohort, and hopped on a train. About 15 minutes and one quiet car ride later we disembarked at Suburban Station to begin our urban Paleo adventure in food gathering on foot.
First stop on the agenda: Oyster House at 1516 Sansom Street for A-Buck-A-Shuck Oyster Hour. The Oyster House has been around for 35 years or so, has an amazing raw bar selection, and happy hour specials 5-7PM Monday through Friday. We started with a few dozen raw
oysters before moving on to shrimp cocktail (wild caught of course) and some salad (mixed baby lettuce, radish, citrus, sherry vinaigrette) to offset the protein overload. Being that it was happy hour, we decided to be a little un-paleo by imbibing in a few of the drink specials which included a mini can of “champagne” (Coppola Sofia Blanc de Blanc Mini California, technically a sparkling wine even though the can says champagne) and the Londoner oyster shooter (cucumber, lemon, and dill gin with an oyster). Overall, the food was fresh, the atmosphere was very relaxed and inviting, and we definitely recommend stopping in, especially for the buck-a-shuck raw oysters.
With bellies full of bi-valves, clad in Vibrams and accompanied by my sister, we walked to Makiman Sushi in Washington Square (1326 Spruce St Philadelphia, PA 19107) in search of raw fish. When we arrived, the restaurant was extremely busy with a long wait so we changed our direction up a bit. While walking toward Walnut Street we tossed a few ideas around before finally deciding to make Caribou Cafe our second stop. The Caribou Cafe is a delightful little French restaurant located at 1126 Walnut Street with white tablecloths, outdoor seating, and elegant selections from Provence, Gasconny, Loire, Burgundy, Brittany, Paris and Lyon. We started with a petite salad before moving on to our Salmon aux poireaux entree which consisted of pan seared Scottish salmon with leaks and mushrooms, mashed potatoes and red wine sauce (we paleo-ized it by substituting steamed spinach for mashed potatoes). My sister (who does not follow a paleo lifestyle but is awesome in her own way) opted for the 12oz faux filet au poivre topped with Cognac sauce and served with fries and roasted tomato Provencal. The meal was excellent and paired well with a glass of Trimbach Pinot Blanc, an ideal medium-bodied wine with good fruit acidity from the Alsace region of France.
Speaking of France, after our delightful meal at Caribou Cafe we walked a few blocks on Walnut Street and took a right on 18th Street to end our night at Parc. This is quite common on a Friday night as Parc happens to have some of the freshest oysters and other raw selections on their Fruits de Mer menu and no matter how full you feel, there is always room for more raw oysters!

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