ICE CUBE: Italian Market Fest

The Rittenhouse Row Festival may have had Jen Carroll and the Kensington Kinetic Sculpture Derby may have had some big ass wheels. For my money though, the South Ninth Street Italian Market Festival beats them all. Where else can you chow down upon pepperoni on a stick, see an Artists Anonymous show at Connie's Ric Rac while drinking $5 Pabsts, celebrate a procession of the Saints (with a Blessing of the Market at Ninth and Washington as well as a concurrently running birthday celebration for one of its patrons) and sip on a freshly gored coconut? Not Kenzo, my friends.

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ICE CUBE: Italian Market Fest

POSTED: Wednesday, May 23, 2012, 1:15 PM
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The Rittenhouse Row Festival may have had Jen Carroll and the Kensington Kinetic Sculpture Derby may have had some big ass wheels. For my money though, the South Ninth Street Italian Market Festival beats them all. Where else can you chow down upon pepperoni on a stick, see an Artists Anonymous show at Connie’s Ric Rac while drinking $5 Pabsts, celebrate a procession of the Saints (with a Blessing of the Market at Ninth and Washington as well as a concurrently running birthday celebration for one of its patrons) and sip on a freshly gored coconut? Not Kenzo, my friends.

Along with more cannolis and quesadillas than you can shake a shoe at, the Discount Heroes and a slew of other bands played unending Rolling Stones’ covers. A Rocky impersonator did some form of boxing performance art in the sweltering sun and Ian Peacock and several other members of the DiBruno’s Gourmet Foods staff dressed up in pink cow and blue cowboy gear. Funny thing is, I don’t think they were selling anything even bull or cow related. That’s why I love my neighborhood.

Speaking of what it means to be a neighborhood, toward festival’s end an electric transformer on Ninth and Ellsworth blew out and blacked out most of the houses and businesses in the area, shutting down the festival a wee bit early. Though PECO were quick about getting things fixed, lots of folk preparing Sunday meals with electric heat were left out in the cold. Into the breach came SliCE, the pizzeria on 10th and Federal who were quick to offer their neighbors scads of free whole pizzas as its ovens were roaring but its lights were growing dim. No one in Rittenhouse would do that — except maybe that area’s SliCE.

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