Cheesesteaks And Orchids…

The only place I’ve had more of since I’ve been in Philly is Jim’s cheesesteaks. My latest trek here took place a few hours before the Tyson / Paul debacle. It’s the same Philly landmark - purple box shaped building off Passyunk with the huge parking lot shared with the adult store and some other business. You can see Sin City, another Philly SC, across the street down a ways. I understand Oasis is closeby also.

Entry was a finsky this evening. Got a thorough pat down before entering (which didn’t happen during my afternoon visits). You pay the gentleman right to the left as you walk in. He’s also the guy who takes the money for the dances done behind the beaded entrance where the nice luxury sofas are. Rectangular shaped bar encapsulating the stage with 2 poles. Music is hiphop/RnB - tonight they played a lot of older stuff which I enjoy much more than the mumble/Autotune crap that is popular today.

Place was jumping, plenty of black beauty and booty on display. I didn’t really recognize too many women - in fact Smiley was the only one that I remembered from before. The bartenders were both pretty sexy - one was a white girl wearing the Catholic schoolgirl skirt - and the other is a tall drink of water (5’11 she said) with the cheeks cut out of the jeans she was wearing.