
The Continental is a fabulous-from-the-outside diner in Old City Philadelphia. It seems to be closed now and I realized after snapping this photo that a person was sleeping on the stoop.
That stack of dice still turns, giving me a shred of hope the rest of the place will sometime spring to life. At this point, the sign is the best part of this place. Here’s hoping someone will polish up the place and make the pancakes the best part of the Continental.






Here’s a pop of color to balance out all those black and whites I’ve been showing you lately. It’s also a preview for a fun story I’ll tell you soon about an old fashioned soda fountain I found last month.