Susie Perloff

Happy hour. Beer week. Margarita month. Booze has proliferated in our culture, while I have been hiding under the rocks in a glass of clu ...

Sunday is the annual Blue Cross Broad Street run, and my wrists are ready. I spectate every year, and I hoist my arm for so long tha ...

Thirtieth Street Station’s name is iconic, so no one should change it. The “Rocky” steps to the Art Museum are iconic, ...

“I’m serious!” “Well, I’m Roebuck. Who’s minding the store.” That old joke may cease to exist in the too-near ...

Returning from vacation in a third-world land earlier this year, I developed traveler’s diarrhea. I spent five full days in bed, ge ...

On Monday, July 14, five days before her 133rd birthday party, Lucy the Elephant, the symbol of Margate, New Jersey, will get her toenail ...

Three generations of men named Alexander Calder have graced Philadelphia with their remarkable creativity, yet most locals pay them no ...

Some families enjoy five-hour Seders, relishing a complete reprise the following night. Some Jews go for the 25-minute version. I prefer ...

Six women eat pizza for dinner. The check comes to $16 per woman, including tip, and each pays cash. As the waitress collects the ones an ...

Since people can’t write when they graduate from college, what difference does it make whether they can write ...

“I was always an artist, a free spirit, the black sheep in a family of born-again Christians,” says Stephanie, whose limited ...

Recently I attended a computer workshop in a classroom at Philadelphia FIGHT, an agency that im ...