I've always believed that every city has a heart. On 15th and Kennedy in Philadelphia, people gather around the notorious love sign, exchanging kisses and snapping photos. Any native New Yorker will tell you The Ginger Man is the place to be on a Saturday night. Here in Charlotte, we have the 7th Street Public Market. Where the hipsters and foodies gather to unwind and refuel.
With our departure date approaching more rapidly than I want to acknowledge, Little J and I have been spending more time uptown. Taking in the sights and enjoying our city one last time. This past Saturday was spent aimlessly wandering the streets and people watching. When that got too cold, we ducked into the Market to grab a quick bite to eat.
Now, I'm not sure if I've lived in Charlotte long enough to be deemed an official Charlottean, but I can say I've had my share of pizza, and nothing comes close to Pure Pizza. It's a pizza lovers dream. I think we've had every pizza on the menu. Twice. Including the Smoked Salmon, which I assure you, is a lot tastier than it sounds.
This time around we decided to go for the pesto, which my amazingly wonderful sister introduced me to a while back. And since my eyes are always larger than my stomach, I figured me and Little J could handle a pepperoni supreme too. We only managed to polish off four slices between the two of us. Those small pizzas are deceptively filling. (By the way, Pure Pizza people, if you're reading this, your customer services rocks and you should give Gina a raise!)
After we finished eating we wandered around a bit. And by wandered, I mean Little J darting in between people and me frantically chasing after her and trying to take photos at the same time. Not an easy feat.
Where is the "heartbeat" in your city? Where do the locals typically go to unwind?