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The Giants), I didn't gloat too much to my New Englander friends. And I certainly didn't go out and mock every Patriots jersey-wearing sportsfan at the bar around the corner. (Yes, believe it or not, there are some Pats fans in Philly.)

As the weather gets yucky (this week's high temps will be at or near fifty, but we're looking at rain, rain, and more rain), I find myself reluctantly taking SEPTA more and more often, often during rush hour. Because I try to be a courteous SEPTA rider, I make a point of not putting my belongings on the seat beside me if the subway car, trolley, or bus seems to be getting crowded. I...

If people ask me, I definitely self-identify as Jewish. But if you know me, you know that I'm not terribly observant. I remember the Sabbath, but certainly don't keep it holy. I light candles on Chanukah. I even go so far as fasting on Yom Kippur and pretty much cutting carbs out of my diet for a week every spring. But that's the extent to which I keep kosher. I don't hesitate to combine meat and dairy on my matzoh sandwich. I shellfish. I've broken the fast on at least one occasion with a barbecue bacon cheeseburger.

I actually like David Mamet. , possibly Mamet's best-known and most-performed play, is grossly overrated. Always have, and probably always will.

Films: In the Shadow of the Moon, Fair Play, Wicked Flowers

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Bands I Caught: Barking Spiders, Bear is Driving, Normal Love,

Dear Philadelphia Arts Scene:

As a temporary employee in Center City, my workplace fate is ever-changing. I drift from one job to another as the needs of my employer's client dictate. Yes, I am also seeking employment of a more permanent nature on my own time, but PhillyJobs is a vast and difficult web of insurance scams, pyramid schemes and the occasional legitimate opportunity. This is due to the fact that the site is part of the Beyond.com network and uses their proprietary software to provide job results in the Philadelphia central and metropolitan areas.

Singer/Songwriter Matt White
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Okay, maybe not really Greek. My version of Greek. Because I'm not Greek. That's a lie, actually: somewhere far down the family tree, there are Greeks on my maternal grandmother's side of the family. But I didn't learn Greek cooking from them. So I just try to replicate and/or improve on Greek food I get in restaurants. I've made this recipe a few times, and I change it every time I do. What you see below is my most recent incarnation.

Jill's Take:

Frigid Philadelphia wind, sleet and rain have your hands hurting? Chapped skin, torn cuticles, cracked palms? Ouch. You need help, my friend. Most serious hand creams leave your hands sticky, slimy or stinky; not a hand that invites holding! But Pre de Provence Shea Butter Dry Skin Hand Crème with 20% Shea Butter, made by a small family company in Provence, France, is a great solution to those witch talons you keep trying to hide...

What's new and/or interesting in Philly theaters this weekend.

Monday morning, I was walking down Chestnut, on my way to Suburban Station. About twenty feet ahead of me, a twenty-something-year-old woman, wearing a business suit and carrying a briefcase stopped short. She looked around like there was some foul smell following her. Then she lifted her right foot, checked her shoe, gasped and clutched her heart.

automobiles. It’s about men in automobiles, and the dumbass things they yell:

(Karen Getz) (Future performances).

Dear Everyone (again):

Hello out there, smokers – this one’s for you!

Sometimes, Phillyist likes to throw a big margarita party. We sneak the Don Julio or Patron around to our closest friends, and give everyone else Cuervo Gold. Unfortunately, this Phillyist writer has found that she has more close friends than she'd expected; there are always empty bottles of the good stuff in the recycling bin, and partial handles of Cuervo still leftover.