For the past two and a half years, I have had the immense
pleasure of living in what I think is the best neighborhood in the city: the
Italian Market. This area spreads
(roughly) from 9th and Fitzwater Streets southward to 9th
and Reed Streets (also where Passyunk intersects 9th). I have never seen
anything like it in my life. Not only is
9th Street lined with outdoor vendors, many of whom open every day
(though some close in inclement weather), but also a slew of delicious and
authentic shops. In this half-mile or so
stretch of 9th Street, a shopper can find just about any fruit or
vegetable from peppers and onions to cactus and sugar cane. The southern end of the market is dominated
by Latino vendors (mostly Mexican), and their stands tend to have even more
unusual produce like different types of peppers, plantains, and some fruits I still cannot identify. My friends and I sometimes joke that some of this produce fell off the back of a truck. Frankly, it just might have. But it's more than produce. You can also find fish
of many varieties being sold right on the sidewalk. Butcher shops with neon signs punctuate almost every block. There are a couple of spice stores, bakeries, and stores filled with housewares, paper goods, and anything else you find on your shopping list.
Between and behind the produce stands are a number of other shops. There are butchers (DiAngelo Brothers,
Espositos, and more) that sell every type and cut of meat, coffee shops
specializing in thick, strong Italian espresso, and specialty ethnic
markets. DiBruno Brothers (the original)
is right on 9th Street, along side its main competitor
Claudio’s. Both sell a huge assortment
of cheeses from around the world, plus house-cured meats like salami and
pepperoni. In both of these stores you
can find Italian specialty goods. Claudio's, being a bit bigger, has a rather larger selection. Around the holidays, panettone is displayed in the windows in several
varieties. Pasta of every shape
imaginable can be found here-- that is if you don't instead go straight to Talluto's or Superior Pasta Co. for fresh, hand cut pasta. Canned
tomatoes and olive oil line the shelves (especially in Claudio’s) in over a
dozen varieties. Dried beans, cured
olives and canned fish likewise fill the shelves in number. House-made ricotta and mozzarella are locally
famous for their quality.
Across 9th Street, the Mexican counterparts to
Claudio’s and DiBrunos have staked their claim to the historic market. Tortilleria San
Roman makes fantastic, fresh pressed corn tortillas right behind the
counter. For only $2 you can buy a
kilogram (an approximate 6 inch stack) of hot, soft tortillas, and on the weekends, they sell blue corn varieties too. Though small, the tortilleria also sells a
variety of sodas, sauces, and shelf-stable goods. One block north is another great Mexican
market. Though I have stopped here
occasionally for milk or eggs, their top offering is the house-made
tamales. Not only are they tasty and
inexpensive, but also quite authentic. South
of Washington Avenue, the Italian Market truly loses its Italian claim. South of Washington, 9th Street’s
market is vastly Mexican, while Washington Avenue itself is home to numerous
Vietnamese supermarkets, restaurants and miscellaneous establishments.
For those looking to enjoy karaoke, pho, or banh mi, the Vietnamese
choices are seemingly infinite. Most signs are posted in both English and
Vietnamese. Within the restaurants, it
is common to find to-go offerings along side sit-down dining options. There are packaged sweets and gelatinized,
molded items that remain a mystery to me.
Most places serve Vietnamese-style coffee, made with sweetened
condensed milk. If you would rather sit down, do not miss a steaming hot bowl of pho. Expect tea at the table and a menu printed in both languages. A little utensil caddy is typically placed on the table and holds chopsticks, Vietnamese-style soupspoons and napkins. Other staples are hot chili sauce, limes and loose basil leaves.
condensed milk. If you would rather sit down, do not miss a steaming hot bowl of pho. Expect tea at the table and a menu printed in both languages. A little utensil caddy is typically placed on the table and holds chopsticks, Vietnamese-style soupspoons and napkins. Other staples are hot chili sauce, limes and loose basil leaves.
On the other hand, if its tacos you seek, the head south
rather than east or west. But do not expect the
choice to be any easier. Prima Taquieria
and Taqueria Veracruzana are both authentic go-tos right on the corner. The more authentic the restaurant, the more
Spanish (and less English) you will encounter.
But head further down 9th and the options seem only to
multiply. And its not just
restaurants. Right before you reach the
famous Geno’s steaks, a live poultry market sits right across the street. Pigeons and chickens squawk through the day
and the odor permeates the entire side of the block at night. On Geno’s side of the street you can find a
tiny, but extensive import market. Here
a shopper can hope to find some of the more unusual Mexican ingredients like
crickets and huitlacoche (corn smut) mixed in among tall candles portraying the
Virgin Mary.
I cannot say my shopping trip was a single adventure, but
rather a collection of experiences.
Living in the neighborhood has allowed me more than a single visit. Instead I have become intimately familiar
with the diverse world that is known (almost a misnomer now) as the Italian
Market.