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  • Jersey’s historic diners keep closing. This legislation aims to keep more alive.

    Jersey’s historic diners keep closing. This legislation aims to keep more alive.

    There may be new hope for diners in New Jersey.

    In recent years, a string of the state’s iconic diners have shuttered their doors. New state legislation aims to keep the lights on at those still in business.

    The bill, which was introduced in the New Jersey Senate in January, would provide some diners and other historic restaurants with tax benefits.

    “Diners, and specifically historic diners, are a cornerstone of our great state, having served residents and visitors for many decades. They are part of our culture and our history, and we have a duty to help them thrive,” State Sen. Paul Moriarty of Gloucester County, a sponsor of the bill, said in a statement Thursday.

    The legislation, which would establish a registry of historic diners and restaurants, would give the businesses a tax credit of up to $25,000. Only diners and family-owned restaurants operating for at least 25 years will qualify.

    The bill has been referred to the Senate Budget and Appropriations Committee.

    “It has been heartbreaking to see so many of these well-known establishments close or dramatically cut their hours,” Moriarity said.

    Where have diners closed in New Jersey?

    The origin of the modern diner can be traced back to a horse-drawn lunch wagon in 19th-century Rhode Island and the model has evolved since then. New Jersey has been coined the “diner capital” of the U.S. but has seen closures in recent years due to increased operating expenses, the challenge of finding employees, and the impact of the pandemic.

    The Cherry Hill Diner closed in 2023 after 55 years in business and following the co-owner’s unsuccessful search for a buyer. South Jersey’s Gateway Diner in Gloucester County closed that same year amid construction of the Westville Route 47 Bridge and the state’s acquisition of the site. The Red Lion Diner in Burlington County also sold, making way for a Wawa.

    In January 2024, the Star View Diner in Camden County closed. Last year, the Collingswood Diner shut its doors in August, to be replaced by a marijuana dispensary.

    The trend extended in Philadelphia where the Midtown III closed in 2020. Last year, the Mayfair Diner in Northeast Philadelphia was listed for sale.

  • Daniel Hilferty: We know Philadelphia can shine on the FIFA World Cup stage. Let’s show it.

    Daniel Hilferty: We know Philadelphia can shine on the FIFA World Cup stage. Let’s show it.

    Last June, I was in my office at the Xfinity Mobile Arena when I saw sparks flying on Pattison Avenue. That’s not a metaphor. I saw literal sparks, plumes of red and black smoke, and heard a steady beat of drums. Thousands of people were marching toward Lincoln Financial Field, chanting, with all the gusto in the world, to a soccer match.

    It was 10:30 a.m.

    As a lifelong Philadelphian, I know our love of sports. I’ve witnessed my fair share of tailgates, and in the last three years, I’ve seen that devotion, up close and personal, in my role as governor of the Philadelphia Flyers. But as I stared out my office window and watched this parade of passion, I was struck by the extraordinary power and potential of the FIFA World Cup ’26 in Philadelphia this summer.

    Since 2000, we have experienced some of the largest and most significant events ever to take place in our city, from the papal visit in 2015 to the Democratic National Convention the following year, to the 2017 NFL Draft. I’ve had the privilege of helping to lead many of these civic efforts and, no doubt, 2026 promises to be a game changer with America’s 250th anniversary, PGA Championship, ArtPhilly, and Major League Baseball’s All-Star Week.

    Wydad AC fans cheer during the FIFA Club World Cup match in June against Manchester City FC at Lincoln Financial Field.

    But what I learned last summer, as Moroccan fans flooded the stadium complex, was that soccer is the world’s love language. It unites sports, culture, and national pride. Fans live and breathe every minute from opening kick through stoppage time. There is no arriving late to a match, and there is no movement from one’s seat during it.

    I’m frequently asked, “Are we ready for 2026?” The answer is yes, because Philadelphia hosts major international events so well. But what I’m not sure we are ready for is what a spectacular celebration the FIFA World Cup is.

    I’m not sure we understand just how important this sport — and this tournament — is to the world. And I’m not sure we realize there is no host city more ready to embrace the fans who will come for this party than Philadelphia.

    That’s what makes this so exciting for 2026 — and so important beyond this year.

    FIFA chose Philadelphia to host six of the tournament’s 104 matches here, including a Round of 16 match on July 4. We have been asked to play host to soccer fans from around the globe, especially those who will root for Brazil, the Ivory Coast, Croatia, Curaçao, Ecuador, Haiti, France, Ghana, and a few yet-to-be-determined national teams.

    It’s crucial we recognize that among the many reasons Philadelphia was selected by FIFA was our authentic passion for sports and our unabashed pride for this place we call home.

    The match pennant is held by Stefan Lainer of FC Salzburg as he walks out prior to a FIFA Club World Cup match in June against Real Madrid CF at Lincoln Financial Field.

    We know Philadelphia can shine on the world stage. We know that hundreds of thousands of visitors will walk our streets, dine in our restaurants, and experience our neighborhoods. The global media will spotlight our skyline and highlight our stories. Investment will flow into tourism and community development. But to unlock the economic, cultural, and civic potential of the FIFA World Cup, and of 2026, we need one important thing.

    We need you to be here. We need every Philadelphian to help us welcome the world.

    So, how can you do that?

    Come to the FIFA Fan Festival at Lemon Hill, which will be free to enter during the tournament. And don’t just come once!

    Adopt a rooting interest among the teams coming here, in addition to our U.S. men’s national team.

    When visitors ask where to eat (and they will!), give them your best hidden neighborhood gem.

    Paulinho of Palmeiras scores his team’s first goal past John of Botafogo during a FIFA Club World Cup at Lincoln Financial Field in June.

    If someone asks what they absolutely must do or see when here, tell them your favorite experience, whether it’s in arts and culture, history, culinary, or even shopping.

    And when you’re asked to take a picture at the top of the “Rocky Steps,” happily do it!

    What makes Philadelphia special is its people. It’s why we won our bid in 2022, and it’s why this year has the potential to be a launchpad for Philadelphia as a global destination. This summer, the eyes of the world will be on us, and we want them to see the best of who we are: welcoming, inclusive, fun, proud, and united.

    But to show that, we need you to be here. We need you to be part of the action. And we need you to help us make history together.

    Daniel J. Hilferty is the chairman and CEO of Comcast Spectacor and governor of the Philadelphia Flyers. He has served as cochair of Philadelphia Soccer 2026 since 2021, alongside Michelle Singer.

  • 🚙 An awkward ride | Morning Newsletter

    🚙 An awkward ride | Morning Newsletter

    Good morning.

    We’re promised a sunny Saturday with a high near 44.

    The snow, which is melting at a historically slow pace, has reached a 65-year milestone in Philadelphia for the length of time spent with at least three inches still on the ground.

    Did an Inquirer reader cross the line by hitching a ride from a kind stranger? Who was responsible for the uncomfortable trip?

    Scroll along to read our advice chat, as well as details of a new bill that could help save historic Jersey diners, ChatGPT’s “opinion” of Philadelphia, and our report card for this week in Philly news.

    — Paola Pérez (morningnewsletter@inquirer.com)

    If someone forwarded you this email, sign up for free here.

    What you should know today

    Carpool courtesy

    In our latest advice chat, we’re chatting about a carpool conundrum.

    Consider the following problem, presented to us by a reader:

    A friend and I were waiting for Regional Rail for Center City when the announcement came that the train was canceled. It being freezing weather, I asked other passengers what their transit apps were saying, and what their plans were. A man said he was planning to drive to Center City, and his car was parked in the lot. Before I could stop myself, I asked for a ride. His wife did not like the idea, giving a wide-eyed look, but the man agreed after hesitating.

    The husband was very nice, as was the car, but the wife was irritated the whole way into the city — she never said hi or introduced herself and when we tried to include her in the conversation, she sat silent.

    Was it weird for me to ask for a ride or was it weird for her to treat us like a nuisance?

    For this tricky situation, Inquirer editor Evan Weiss recruited features columnist Stephanie Farr and food and dining reporter Beatrice Forman. They hit several key points: the kindness of strangers, Philly’s helping spirit, and the importance of reading the room. To them, it sounds like all parties involved left the wife out in the cold.

    “My 2026 resolution was to be less of a hater and I do fear this question has set me back,” Beatrice said.

    Read along for my colleagues’ verdicts. And if you’re looking for advice, we’re all ears. Send in your pressing Philadelphia problems here.

    One viewpoint

    As more fare-evasion-resistant gates pop up at SEPTA stations, some riders look to New York Mayor Zohran Mamdani’s efforts to make bus fares free, and wonder why Philadelphia can’t do the same with its transit.

    In this week’s Shackamaxon, Inquirer columnist Daniel Pearson considers the suggestion: “While that all sounds exciting, it isn’t a good idea. Especially not here,” Pearson writes.

    Get Pearson’s take on the cost of free rides, along with his thoughts on the city school district’s facilities plan “going the way of SEPTA’s Bus Revolution.”

    📍 Find the location

    Every Saturday, we’ll show you a photo taken in the Philly area, and you drop a pin where you think it was taken. Closer to the location results in a better score. This week is all about Valentine’s Day. Good luck!

    Think you know where this cherry blossom-filled kiss took place? Our weekly game puts your knowledge of Philly places to the test. Check your answer.

    🧩 Unscramble the anagram

    Hint: A new European destination from PHL

    TROOP

    Email us if you know the answer. We’ll select a reader at random to shout out here.

    Cheers to Jan Dalina, who correctly guessed Friday’s answer: Limerick. Sheetz opened its first Philly-area store in the Montgomery County township — right across from a Wawa. The rivalry rages on. Or, as reader Gerry Frank put it, “Bad for Wawa but good for customers.”

    💡 We were there

    Staff photojournalist Monica Herndon captured these ice sculptures made by artist Emily D. Stewart in Narbeth. Their days are numbered as temperatures rise, making them an “ephemeral” art form.

    Stewart said she was inspired to craft them after reading about Swedish lanterns.

    “I love working with snow in my yard or other public places because it is inherently social,” Stewart said. “As I work, people walk by, cars pull over. I get to have conversations with neighbors and meet new friends.”

    Somewhere on the internet in Philly

    It seems like it was just yesterday that we shared theories of what Nick Castellanos might have said or done to get benched. Now, Phillies fans are bidding him adieu. “This feels like the new Jersey Shore note,” commented Q102 Philly radio host @rach_ontheradio.

    The new Sheetz is also a big talker on our Instagram. Among the hilarious reactions on FOX 29’s Facebook: “Sheetz is just Wawa with a deep fryer.” “this was the first shot in the Gastaurant wars.” “Are you Sheeting me?” (lol)

    Abbott Elementary posted some cute candygrams for Valentine’s Day.

    And as we continue to thaw out, let this reel be a reminder that we’ll be rewarded real soon.

    👋🏽 That’s it for now. I’ll catch up with you again tomorrow.

    By submitting your written, visual, and/or audio contributions, you agree to The Inquirer’s Terms of Use, including the grant of rights in Section 10.

  • At 82, he’s as fit as a 20-year-old. His body holds clues to healthy aging.

    At 82, he’s as fit as a 20-year-old. His body holds clues to healthy aging.

    As a model of successful aging, you can’t beat 82-year-old Juan López García.

    Really, you can’t beat him.

    Sixteen years ago, at age 66, López García first tried running a mile. He’d recently retired after spending his entire working life as a car mechanic in Toledo, Spain. In all those years, he’d never trained as an athlete or exercised much at all.

    He couldn’t finish that first mile. He could barely start it.

    Now, at age 82, López García is the world record holder in the 80-to-84 age group for the 50-kilometer (31-mile) ultramarathon. In 2024, he also won the world marathon championship for his age group, with a time of 3:39:10, setting a European record in the process.

    His outsize success caught the attention of a group of European scientists who study aging. They invited López García to their lab for extensive testing. Their findings, published in January in Frontiers in Physiology, are, at once, revealing and “inspiring,” said Julian Alcazar, an exercise scientist at the University of Castilla-La Mancha in Spain and a co-author of the study.

    The researchers found that López García has the highest aerobic fitness recorded in an octogenarian, matching that of healthy 20-to-30-year-old men. His muscles also absorb and use oxygen unusually well. But in other ways, his biology, biomechanics, and training seem relatively ordinary.

    Taken as a whole, López García’s physiology and performance in his 80s may help upend some common assumptions about what’s possible and normal as we age, the researchers concluded, including whether it’s ever too late for the rest of us to tackle that first mile.

    What sets older athletes apart?

    “There are still many questions about the trajectory of aging,” said Simone Porcelli, an exercise physiologist at the University of Pavia in Italy and senior author of the study.

    To help answer them, he and colleagues in Italy and Spain recently began collaborating on a major research project about whether growing old necessarily involves steep, inevitable declines in muscle, speed, strength, and agency.

    That interest led them, unsurprisingly, to older, elite athletes, whose trajectory of aging can seem almost otherworldly. Deep into their 70s, 80s, and even 90s, these men and women typically preserve or even add to their fitness and strength, and they rarely develop serious illnesses. Most appear younger than their birth years.

    What sets them apart, the researchers wondered? Is it training, genetics, luck? How do their bodies differ from those of their peers, and what lessons can we take from their daily routines?

    An unusual athlete

    Enter López García, a man whose aging has been both ordinary and exceptional. Physically unprepossessing at about 5-foot-2 and 130 pounds, he once spent several weeks walking 500 miles of the Camino de Santiago pilgrimage route in France and Spain. But otherwise, exercise had always been, at best, an afterthought for him. Then, at 66, he tried running and slowly, stubbornly upped his mileage until, at 70, he began to compete, starting with the 800 meters, then longer distances and, eventually, ultras.

    The older he got, the longer and faster he ran.

    “That’s not,” Alcazar said, pausing for words, “ … usual.”

    Intrigued, Alcazar and his Italian colleagues set up López García on a treadmill and a stationary bicycle at their lab and tested his endurance capacity, running economy, fuel usage, power, muscle oxygen uptake, and other measures of how his body responds to high-speed exercise. They also asked about his training and nutrition.

    The greatest fitness ever measured

    Some of the numbers proved eye-popping.

    López García’s VO2 max, the standard gauge of aerobic fitness, was the highest the researchers had seen in someone in their 80s. A measure of how much oxygen the body takes in and delivers to muscles, VO2 max usually declines by about 10% each decade after middle age. But his almost certainly had been rising after he reached his mid-60s and began to train and is similar to someone a quarter his age.

    His muscles also were better able than those of most older — or younger — people to absorb and use that oxygen, allowing López García to run for long periods at a fast, steady pace. He averaged a 9:14 mile during his record-setting ultramarathon. He also produced considerable power during each stride.

    But he didn’t have an especially high lactate threshold or running economy, both of which contribute to endurance and speed. His were good, similar to those of competitive athletes in their 60s, but not spectacular, suggesting he still has room to improve as a runner.

    How he eats and runs

    Even López García was startled by his prowess. His only thought when he started to train, he said, “was to run a little to maintain my health, never to reach the level I have reached today.”

    Now, he runs about 40 miles a week when he’s not readying for a competition and almost double that mileage in the buildup to a race. Most of his workouts are long and moderately taxing. But a few times a week, he does intervals of various lengths, sprinting at near or past race pace for a brief spurt, slowing and then sprinting again. (He has a professional coach guiding his workouts.)

    He also weight-trains a few times a week, mostly at home, primarily with body weight exercises, and eats a “totally normal” Mediterranean-style diet, he said.

    ‘It’s never too late’

    The big question with López García’s or any older athlete’s successful aging is whether the rest of us can replicate it. Or is he somehow unique, gifted with an ideal mix of genes and background unavailable to most people?

    Alcazar suspects it’s both. López García was fortunate to have reached age 66 without serious illnesses or disabilities, Alcazar said, despite being sedentary, which might have been, in large part, because of his genetics, as well as lifestyle.

    But Alcazar and his colleagues also believe López García’s successful aging is not just aspirational but achievable by most of us. “Not so long ago, it wasn’t really seen as possible or a positive for older people to do much exercise,” Alcazar said. López García shows otherwise. “It is not only possible. It should be recommended,” Alcazar said.

    Begin slowly, if you are older and new to exercise, López García said, as he did. “Start by walking fast and then maybe start running, which is very beneficial,” he said.

    “It’s never too late,” Porcelli said. He and the other scientists are continuing to study López García and other aging athletes, as well as more sedentary older people, to understand the molecular and functional differences between them. The researchers expect to publish more studies soon.

    In the meantime, López García’s example is already a lodestar for the researchers. “I’m 35,” Alcazar said. “I’m thinking about how to age well. Having seen him, of course I exercise.”

    For his part, López García has no plans to slow down. “When I think about the number 80,” he said, “I remember my grandparents. At this age, they were like little old people. Today, I do not feel old.”

  • Only 1 in 10 people survive cardiac arrest. Here’s how to help if you’re a bystander.

    Only 1 in 10 people survive cardiac arrest. Here’s how to help if you’re a bystander.

    When Bob Borzillo collapsed a few months ago, he could have become a statistic: More than 350,000 people go into cardiac arrest each year, with a 90% fatality rate. But his wife’s quick response — and a calm 911 dispatcher — saved his life.

    Bystanders could do this too, advocates say.

    But in the Philadelphia region, only 26% of people suffering cardiac arrest receive bystander intervention, said Jeffrey Salvatore, the vice president of community impact for the American Heart Association of Greater Philadelphia. That’s much lower than the national average of 40%.

    Though often used interchangeably, a heart attack and a cardiac arrest are not the same, and they warrant (slightly) different responses.

    A heart attack is a “plumbing issue,” where there’s some blockage in the arteries that supply blood to the heart, Salvatore said.

    But a cardiac arrest is an “electrical problem;” the heart pumps through an electrical system, and when something misfires or stops, that’s when a cardiac arrest occurs. It necessitates CPR.

    “When the heart stops doing its job, we have to take over, and that’s when CPR comes into play,” he said.

    That’s what happened to Borzillo.

    Someone in cardiac arrest is unresponsive, and requires immediate intervention to prevent death.

    You can check for unresponsiveness by tapping someone on the shoulder, rubbing their chest, or yelling loudly. If they don’t respond, call 911, and begin hands-only CPR, pressing hard and fast in the center of the chest.

    In many cases, 911 operators have been trained to walk callers through delivering CPR.

    A heart attack can lead to cardiac arrest, but it can also happen separately, and never result in the heart stopping, Salvatore said.

    If someone is exhibiting signs of a heart attack — chest discomfort; or discomfort in other areas of the upper body, such as arms, back, neck, jaw and stomach; shortness of breath; cold sweats; light-headedness; rapid or irregular heartbeat — call 911, Salvatore said.

    The American Heart Association is seeking to expand training in hands-only CPR for adults and teens, to increase low bystander-intervention rates.

    Just doing chest compressions — no mouth-to-mouth contact required — and calling 911 can double someone’s chance of survival, Salvatore said.

    “They are the first responder before EMS gets to the scene,” he said.

    For more information, or to get CPR certified, you can go to cpr.heart.org

  • A Chesco man’s heart stopped. His wife’s fast response — and a steady 911 dispatcher — saved him.

    A Chesco man’s heart stopped. His wife’s fast response — and a steady 911 dispatcher — saved him.

    Bob Borzillo has a deal with his wife Terri: She puts everything in the dishwasher, but he has to unload it.

    That’s what he was doing on a night in November, after the couple had arrived back home in Willistown from Barcelona. He was putting the very last thing — a wine glass — away. That’s where the 65-year-old’s memory stops.

    But for Terri Borzillo, also 65, that’s where a terrifying ordeal began.

    She had been just a few feet away, writing in her journal as her husband unloaded the dishwasher in the background. She heard him groan and glass shatter. She got up to help him, expecting to find him picking up glass shards. Instead she found him on the floor, unresponsive.

    What they did not know then was that a piece of plaque had broken off, completely blocking his artery. He was in cardiac arrest — not breathing, no pulse. After having walked around Barcelona, averaging 18,000 steps a day, he had no symptoms, no warning signs, until he collapsed in their kitchen.

    More than 350,000 people annually experience cardiac arrest outside hospitals, and only one in 10 survives, said Jeffrey Salvatore, the vice president of community impact for the American Heart Association of Greater Philadelphia.

    The association has been leading a campaign to teach more teens and adults hands-only CPR to increase bystander response rates. Nationally, 40% of those who experience cardiac arrest each year are helped by a bystander. The rate in the Philadelphia region is significantly lower: less than 26%.

    The association also holds telecommunicator CPR training, so dispatchers can instruct people over the phone on how to provide CPR, said Salvatore.

    “Cardiac arrest is 100% fatal without any intervention. If nobody does anything for the person, there’s no chance of survival,” he said. “By just calling 911 and just doing compressions, you can still double someone’s chance of survival.”

    Terri Borzillo immediately went into action, calling 911.

    “I think my husband’s having a heart attack,” she remembers screaming to the dispatcher.

    Calmly, the Chester County dispatcher, Kayla Wettlaufer, had Borzillo describe her husband’s condition.

    “She said, ‘OK, lady, get control of yourself. We’re going to do this together,’” Borzillo recalls. “By the command in her voice, and because there was no option, I had to do this.”

    Wettlaufer led Borzillo through CPR over the phone — telling her where to place her hands, when to compress. Wettlaufer even told her when it was time to unlock the front door so the nearby first responders could get in.

    “It was horrible to watch my husband in that condition, and it was horrible to know that I had the balance of his life in my hands,” Borzillo said.

    With Wetlaufer guiding her — and, she swears, every doctor in heaven — she did compressions until the EMTs arrived, using paddles to restart his heart.

    As the EMTs wheeled Bob Borzillo out, Terri Borzillo retrieved the bottles of holy water they had picked up at Our Lady Lourdes in Barcelona. She sprayed her husband and the EMTs.

    It got her an odd look, but, she said, “For somebody who has deep faith, I know all the angels and saints were there with us, and we’re smiling today instead of crying,” she said.

    Bob Borzillo, left, takes a photo with two first responders who arrived to his home in November when he was in cardiac arrest.

    Terri Borzillo’s faith runs back to their first date, more than 40 years ago. It was 1982, she was single, and her coworker asked her if she’d like to meet a nice guy. What do I have to lose? she thought. Acting as an intermediary, that colleague — a friend of Bob Borzillo’s family — told Bob about Terri. The young man’s father happened to know Terri’s father. He told his son, “Call that girl.” Bob listened.

    On their blind date, Terri Borzillo knew he was the one. There was something to how he talked, explaining — of all things — turbine generators.

    He really was a nice guy, she thought. (“I was a nerd,” he said.) She felt something click. Dear God, she thought, let him ask me out again.

    One big Italian wedding, three sons, and seven grandchildren later, the two have lived in Chester County for more than 40 years.

    This experience has made him proud to be a county resident, Bob Borzillo said. After he was released from the hospital a few days later, Borzillo went to the firehouse and met the first responders. He and his wife met Wettlaufer, and toured her workplace.

    Wettlaufer, an operator who has been with the county for almost five years and was honored by the county this month, was the start of a well-oiled machine, Borzillo said. Their proximity to the firehouse and Paoli Hospital helped get him professional care quickly.

    “If the Eagles offense executed that efficiently, we would have been in the Super Bowl,” he said.

    Terri Borzillo said meeting Wetlaufer helped ease the trauma of the situation.

    “She’s beautiful. And what they do there is amazing, and they get all of the credit,” she said.

    Saturday marks three months since Bob Borzillo’s cardiac arrest. He and his wife are in Florida while he recovers, and will celebrate Valentine’s Day with friends from Chester County.

    “Certainly the heart and what Valentine represents has a special meaning this year, and I am blessed to be here to celebrate it,” he said in an email.

    This suburban content is produced with support from the Leslie Miller and Richard Worley Foundation and The Lenfest Institute for Journalism. Editorial content is created independently of the project donors. Gifts to support The Inquirer’s high-impact journalism can be made at inquirer.com/donate. A list of Lenfest Institute donors can be found at lenfestinstitute.org/supporters.

  • All this talk about trading A.J. Brown is madness. Anyway, you’re talking about trading the wrong Eagle.

    All this talk about trading A.J. Brown is madness. Anyway, you’re talking about trading the wrong Eagle.

    In 2014, after one season as the Eagles’ head coach, Chip Kelly decided he’d had enough of DeSean Jackson, who’d been kind of a headache. Jeffrey Lurie had given Kelly power over the roster, and Kelly cut Jackson.

    Jackson proceeded to lead the NFL in yards per catch in three of the next five seasons, two of which were 1,000-yard seasons. The Eagles would have just one 1,000-yard wide receiver in the next eight seasons (2014-21). They later had two in the same year, 2022, and the No. 1 receiver was A.J. Brown.

    Today, 12 years after Kelly’s first foolish move — he also traded running back LeSean McCoy and he drafted disappointing receivers Nelson Agholor and Jordan Matthews — the Eagles again have a high-production receiver who’s been kind of a headache. NFL sources say they Eagles are considering trading him, even though such a trade would carry severe salary-cap ramifications; about $16 million, minimum.

    That receiver is A.J. Brown.

    Trading him would be crazy.

    The Eagles should not even entertain offers for Brown. He is 28. He is driven. He is dedicated. He is irreplaceable. He’s spent the last four years making quarterback Jalen Hurts look good. That’s got to count for something.

    Sure, he’s a diva, but then, he’s always been a diva. He was a diva when they traded for him four years ago. Brown immediately hung an “Always Open” sign above his locker. Huge diva move.

    He has, at times, looked exasperated on the field. He has argued with coach Nick Sirianni on the sideline. For the last two seasons he’s continually criticized the offense both in person and on social media. The Eagles let him get away with it because they knew he’d still play well. They also let him get away with it because they knew, when they made the trade, and when they extended his contract twice, that he was likely to act like this.

    Think about it: If you let your kid throw tantrums on the floor of the grocery store for three years, you can’t expect him to stop throwing tantrums when he’s 4. You just hope the tantrums aren’t so bad you can’t keep shopping.

    Could this behavior be a distraction? On most teams, yes. But nobody in the Eagles locker room pays much attention to Brown’s antics.

    “There is a genuine appreciation for A.J,” Jason Kelce said Wednesday on 94 WIP.

    Kelce has been retired for two seasons, but he remains well-connected to his former coaches and teammates. On Wednesday, Kelce also noted that Brown’s frustrations might be limiting the receiver’s effectiveness. Kelce certainly would know. In his final season, Kelce, himself an emotional player, counseled Brown on harnessing frustration.

    Both Kelce and Brown’s current teammates know Brown for who he is. They also know the Eagles cannot afford the luxury of sudden sanctimony.

    Eagles wide receiver A.J. Brown (11) celebrates a touchdown with center Jason Kelce during the 2023 season.

    But does he really want to be here?

    Brown hinted during the season that he might want to leave Philadelphia, posting the Bible verse Mark 6:11 after Week 4 on X: “If you’re not welcomed, not listened to, quietly withdraw. Don’t make a scene. Shrug your shoulders and be on your way.”

    He then ignored the media for the season’s final two months. When he departed the locker room after the Eagles’ home playoff loss to the 49ers, he hugged several teammates in scenes that looked like permanent goodbyes.

    However, last week, Brown broke his media silence on Micah Parsons’ podcast, apparently to send the message that he’d be happy to return to the Eagles.

    “As an offense, we just come back and just really watch the tape and rediscover ourselves,” Brown said.

    Asked if he was excited about new offensive coordinator Sean Mannion, he replied, “I’m excited for the season. I’m excited for what’s to come.”

    In the bigger picture, it’s less important whether Brown wants to return than whether the Eagles can win another championship without him.

    They cannot.

    The Eagles have a shrinking window in which to reach another Super Bowl without a significant rebuild. They went to two of the last four Super Bowls. Get rid of Brown, and you can forget reaching a third any time soon.

    He just had a 1,000-yard season in only 15 games, and that was his worst season in Philly. In 2024 he had a 1,000-yard season and played in just 13 games. He gave up on a few routes this season, and he disappeared in the wild-card playoff loss, but even when he’s bad, he’s good.

    How good?

    He’s the best receiver in Eagles history.

    He’s gained 5,034 receiving yards on 339 catches in four seasons. That’s 387 more yards and 76 more catches than Mike Quick’s best four seasons, 986 yards and 104 catches than Harold Carmichael’s best four seasons, and 1,097 yards and 131 catches more than Tommy McDonald’s best four seasons as an Eagle. They played in different eras, especially McDonald, but if you think A.J. Brown wouldn’t have dominated in the 1950s and ’60s, then you need to YouTube some NFL Films.

    Why would you trade the best receiver in team history if he’s still in his prime?

    Which opens another discussion: Is Brown still in his prime?

    If you look at simple stats, then probably yes. If you look at some advanced metrics, you might think his moon is waning.

    For instance, Brown’s average separation last season, according to NFL Next Gen Stats, was 2.2 yards, eighth-lowest among qualified receivers. It also was an improvement; his 2.1 average in 2024 was third-lowest. But does it matter? After all, when he went to the Pro Bowl in 2022 and 2023 his separation averages were 2.6 and 2.4 yards, respectively.

    Brown still consistently draws coverage from the other team’s best cornerback. He still consistently draws double teams. Last season, Pro Football Focus ranked him 11th in all-around play among receivers with at least 60 targets. He was No. 2 in drop rate.

    That’s not to say he couldn’t have played better, but then, the wide receiver position is more dependent on the rest of the team than any other position.

    The Eagles passing offense has averaged fewer than 195 yards per game each of the last two seasons, which seems absurd considering the weapons at Hurts’ disposal, but nobody in their right mind would consider this issue to fall at the feet of Brown, nor DeVonta Smith, nor Dallas Goedert.

    In 2024, with defenses having discovered Hurts’ shortcomings and challenged Hurts’ arm, veteran offensive coordinator Kellen Moore leaned on running back Saquon Barkley and a historically dominant offensive line. That’s how the Eagles won the Super Bowl.

    In 2025, opposing defenses sold out to stop Barkley, which worked, since the line had deteriorated due to age and injury. Challenged again, and with a first-time coordinator in Kevin Patullo, Hurts failed.

    Not Brown. Hurts.

    Let’s be real, folks.

    You’re talking about trading the wrong damned guy.

  • Was it weird to ask a man for ride or was it weird for his wife to treat us like a nuisance?

    Was it weird to ask a man for ride or was it weird for his wife to treat us like a nuisance?

    I invited two Inquirer journalists to discuss the submitted question, which ended with some strong judgments.

    Have a question of your own? Or an opinion? Email me.

    Evan Weiss, Deputy Features Editor

    This week’s question is a question and a story…

    A friend and I were waiting for Regional Rail for Center City when the announcement came that the train was canceled. It being freezing weather, I asked other passengers what their transit apps were saying, and what their plans were. A man said he was planning to drive to Center City, and his car was parked in the lot. Before I could stop myself, I asked for a ride. His wife did not like the idea, giving a wide-eyed look, but the man agreed after hesitating.

    The husband was very nice, as was the car, but the wife was irritated the whole way into the city — she never said hi or introduced herself and when we tried to include her in the conversation, she sat silent.

    Was it weird for me to ask for a ride or was it weird for her to treat us like a nuisance?

    Beatrice Forman, Food and Dining Reporter

    I am having a lot of thoughts and most of them feel unkind so I’m going to let Stephanie take the lead on this one.

    Stephanie Farr, Features Columnist

    I think it’s highly unusual to ask for a ride from a stranger. From a young age we’re told not to get into cars with strangers or, once we get old enough, not to give strangers a ride. That being said, we all take Uber these days so the rules have changed a bit.

    I think asking for a ride may have put the man in an awkward situation where he felt obligated to help you, but I think the bigger issue is you saw he had his wife with him and you did not ask her if it was OK too. You shouldn’t have just assumed the husband speaks for both of them. I would have been a bit offended too if I was her.

    Beatrice Forman

    Oh, you’re so much nicer than me.

    Outside of the absolute stranger danger of it all (whose to say that man and his wife aren’t Bonnie and Clyde 2.0?), I think it’s absolutely bonkers to assume a stranger would give not just you, but a friend — double the imposition — a free ride when, as you pointed out, Ubers exist. The wife was probably stunned into silence by the gall of it all.

    I’m all for the generosity of the human spirit and know that a village requires being a good villager, but a good villager knows when to read the room!

    Stephanie Farr

    Agreed, so our letter writer is the weirdo and the wife was totally in her right to treat them like a nuisance.

    Beatrice Forman

    Weirdo is such a strong word but yeah, total weirdo.

    Stephanie Farr

    They asked if it was weird!

    A weirdo move, let’s say.

    Beatrice Forman

    My 2026 resolution was to be less of a hater and I do fear this question has set me back.

    I do wonder what motivated the husband to say yes in this situation even though his wife seemed uncomfortable. Do either of you have any ideas?

    Stephanie Farr

    Some people have a hard time saying no, especially when they’re put on the spot in a moment of stress and see someone else in need.

    Evan Weiss

    In an ideal world, giving rides to people who need them sounds wonderful. It’s fair to say that safety is likely not something that presses on the husband’s mind as much as the wife’s. He may have just been trying to be kind without being empathetic.

    Beatrice Forman

    That’s fair! He seems like a nice guy and very generous. I guess he deserves, like, 10 “good person” points for the gesture. He does lose two though for not considering his wife in the moment.

    Evan Weiss

    More than 2!

    Beatrice Forman

    How many points are you docking, Evan?

    Evan Weiss

    I honestly can’t imagine not considering how my wife would feel in the moment. Or, worse, knowing how she felt and going through with it anyway (which is how it sounds like it went down). Minus 8?

    It’s a good deed, but you’re not the only person doing it.

    In this scenario, I actually think it’s the husband who’s most at fault.

    Beatrice Forman

    Ooooof you run a tight program, Evan.

    Stephanie Farr

    Nobody thought about the wife in this situation and that may be what ticks me off most of all.

    Everybody is at fault but the wife.

    Beatrice Forman

    Mayhaps this man is the true weirdo, not our question asker.

    I really do feel for the wife, and I don’t like that she comes off as rude and entitled in the scenario when in reality, everyone else was entitled. I also don’t think the couple owed the question asker more than the hospitality of the ride itself, if that makes sense? The wife didn’t say yes to this, so why is she required to make polite chit chat?

    Stephanie Farr

    Agreed — but I don’t think the couple owed the question asker anything, not even the hospitality itself.

    One thing is for sure, this person and their friend better have offered the couple a few bucks at the very least for the ride.

    Evan Weiss

    The core of the question is an interesting one: When, if ever, is it OK to ask for a ride?

    Stephanie Farr

    When you know the person. Dead stop.

    But even then there are rules.

    Beatrice Forman

    Only in an absolute and total emergency situation, like the apocalypse.

    Stephanie Farr

    Or right after an Eagles Super Bowl win in Center City, when if you don’t get out, you’re gonna stay in till the next morning.

    Beatrice Forman

    That constitutes an apocalypse-adjacent situation. We do sometimes light things on fire when we’re happy here.

    Stephanie Farr

    Very true. It’s part of our charm.

    Evan Weiss

    Any last words?

    Beatrice Forman

    Always, always think about your partner.

    Stephanie Farr

    And if someone has a partner, consider them a team when you ask something.

    Also, don’t ask for rides from strangers. In Philly, if someone wants to give you a ride out of the kindness of their heart they’ll ask if you want one with an annoyed sigh.

  • The best things we ate this week

    The best things we ate this week

    Bisi Bele Bath at Malgudi Cafe

    I’ve never arrived to Exton’s Malgudi Cafe and not found a line out the door, whether for a late-night dinner or a blizzard-weekend brunch. That initially surprised me considering Malgudi appears at first glance to be an unassuming restaurant in a Chester County strip mall.

    But this cafe is a special place, not only because it’s one of the region’s few Indian restaurants dedicated to vegetarian cooking, but because it may also be the only one focused specifically on the cuisine of the city of Bangalore, in the South Indian state of Karnataka.

    I have loved virtually everything I’ve ordered here, from the crunchy stuffed pani puri puffs with sour-and-spicy green mint water to pour inside, to the lacy-crisp crepe roll of its onion rava dosa. But for a true immersion into the homey essence of Malgudi, which was launched in 2023 by four South Indian families, dive into a tray of bisi bele bath.

    Known by its loyal customers as “Triple B,” this Karnataka comfort classic is a soulful stew of rice and toor dal (split pigeon peas) that are cooked down with seasonal vegetables until they essentially melt together into a soothing porridge. While the word “bisi” means “hot” in Kannada, this one-pot dish is not fiery so much as it is vivid with fragrant spice — tangy with tamarind and tomatoes then flared with the aromatics of Malgudi’s house masala, a punchy blend of dried red chilies, cinnamon, cloves, and coconut ground fresh. Served hot on a stainless-steel thali tray, there are sides of tart raita yogurt and crunchy boondi pastry beads to add more textures and flavors. On the off chance they’re already out of Triple B (as they were on my first visit), go for the khara pongal porridge of yellow moong lentils cooked down with cumin, cashews, chilies, and curry leaves. Malgudi Cafe, 10 W. Lincoln Hwy., Exton; 484-874-2124, malgudicafe.com

    — Craig LaBan

    Crab cakes at the Bomb Bomb, the classic Italian seafood joint revived by chef-owner Joey Baldino in deep South Philly.

    Crab cakes at Bomb Bomb Bar

    There’s a loose guideline followed by many people who dine out a lot: Get the most adventurous things on the menu. They’re often the best reflection of the kitchen’s passions.

    So it was with a little sheepishness that I ordered, among other items, the “classic crab cake” at Bomb Bomb Bar, the deep South Philly institution that Zeppoli and Palizzi Social Club chef-owner Joey Baldino revived last fall. Crab cakes are frequently delicious, but they are also extremely common and seldom edgy, especially next to, say, whole Dungenesse crab and mom’s stuffed calamari.

    But I’ll be forever content with my decision-making, for chef Max Hachey’s crab cakes are maybe the best ones I’ve ever had — a paean to blue crab, simply treated. To make them, Hachey combines crab meat from three different parts of the crab with reduced, onion-infused cream plus Dijon mustard, roasted-garlic aioli, chives, lemon zest, egg, and some crumbled Club Crackers (“just a few to held hold it together,” Hachey says). The mixture is scooped into dumpling-sized parcels, brushed with butter, then broiled. The cakes are plated, two to an order, on top of a swirl of basil vinaigrette, then garnished with confit cherry tomatoes still clinging to their crispy vines.

    The meal at Bomb Bomb was full of hits, from the zippy antipasto salad to the oil-slicked Italian tuna spaghetti and the lobster and shells in a blush sauce, not to mention those torpedoes of sausage-stuffed squid doused in deep-red gravy. We were too full for dessert, but I didn’t feel so bad skipping it, as it was about as approachable as it gets: an ice cream sundae. Bomb Bomb Bar, 1026 Wolf St., bombbombbar.com

    — Jenn Ladd

    Goat in spicy scallop creole at a recent Honeysuckle x Kabawa collaboration dinner in Philadelphia.

    Goat with spicy scallop creole at Honeysuckle x Kabawa popup

    After eating an extremely gamey Kashmiri goat curry in high school, I had given up eating goat. I use the past tense because more than a decade later, I have relented on my goat fast. Last week, North Broad Street’s Honeysuckle restaurant hosted a popup with chef Paul Carmichael, who runs Kabawa in New York City’s East Village and presented some of his signature Caribbean dishes.

    The goat shoulder was a perfect cube of meat, slow-cooked and succulent, bathed in a fiery gravy of habaneros and dried scallop. Glistening like a crown on top of the cube were fried curry leaves. It was absolute perfection, complemented beautifully by the collaborative dessert by Carmichael and Honeysuckle chef-owners Omar Tate and Cybille St.Aude-Tate: a decadent, mousse-y Marquise au Chokola dessert with rum, chocolate, dulce de leche, and djon djon — a rare mushroom from Haiti. Honeysuckle Restaurant, 631 N. Broad St., 215-307-3316, honeysucklephl.com

    — Bedatri D. Choudhury

  • Letting the mind wander in snow-caused traffic

    Letting the mind wander in snow-caused traffic

    I don’t know why this scene caught my eye. I have seen graffiti-tagged walls on roll-down metal storefronts and yes, even panel trucks and vans before.

    And in the past few weeks since our biggest snowfall in a decade — followed by a brutal freeze that locked in all the plowed piles — I have certainly seen enough streets lined with snowed-in vehicles. Maybe it was the combination of the two.

    I was stopped because the dirty snowpack on street shoulders reduced traffic lanes and created gridlock. But while I waited through not one or two, but three traffic light cycles, I had the time to look, pick up my phone, roll down my window and take a picture.

    Not the kind of image I usually look for.

    Then that got me thinking, “What kinds of pictures do I like? What came first, the snow or the graffiti?” (I was at that light a long time.)

    I clearly like photographing people. That’s why I got into journalism.

    Highlights editor Judy Burke, last month at the editorial offices of America’s most beloved and respected educational magazines for kids.

    When doing portraits on assignments I have always tried to get people comfortable with being themselves. I have always had a hard time “directing” them. It is especially difficult when the story I’m trying to illustrate is not about them, but about where they work, or what they are doing.

    Trying avoid posing subjects by saying “just do whatever you’d be doing if I — and a reporter, and the public relations person(s) — wasn’t here,” doesn’t help. And just makes it awkward for all of us.

    Employee Alex Costa (right) assists Alessandra Bruno as she tries out purses with husband Luke Baur and their 20 month-old daughter Rosalina at the Coach store at the Cherry Hill Mall on Monday.

    Walking into a room where everyone is ready and waiting to be photographed — but unsure of what the photographer will do — is also hard for them. If possible I get them to interact with each other, even if it’s just sharing what they had for breakfast. In public spaces I will often enlist customers or passersby, asking if I can photographed over their shoulders. Then wait — and hope — for a genuine moment. Like in the mall retail shop, a customer interaction is much better than five salespeople standing among the merchandise looking at the camera.

    That is also why I most enjoy assignments where I am just there, observing an event trying to capture something that will make readers click on a link or pause to read a story. And I keep myself enthused while doing it. Like the many public appearances of our mayor.

    Mayor Cherelle L. Parker has the whole room of business leaders standing with her and her “One Philly” chant as she finishers her keynote address at the Chamber of Commerce for Greater Philadelphia’s Annual Mayoral Luncheon Wednesday.

    That goes for ordinary people too, not just politicians or executives or sports or entertainment celebrities. And what is more normal and everyday than stopping at your regular convenience store?

    On Thursday, Sheetz officially moved into Wawa territory with the grand opening of a store in the Philly Suburbs — right across the street from a Wawa.

    I also photographed Wawa’s excursion into Sheetz land in 2024. For decades, it was assumed there were unspoken boundaries in Pennsylvania between Wawa in the East and Sheetz in the West. But representatives of both chains deny they are rivals and as my colleague Stephanie Farr points out, they have worked together to support various nonprofits.

    Next stop for me (soon, I hope) a photographic road trip to the nearest Buc-ees.

    Since 1998 a black-and-white photo has appeared every Monday in staff photographer Tom Gralish’s “Scene Through the Lens” photo column in the print editions of The Inquirer’s local news section. Here are the most recent, in color:

    February 9, 2026: Walking through a corrugated metal culvert called the “Duck Tunnel,” a pedestrian navigates the passageway under the SEPTA tracks on the Swarthmore College campus.
    February 2, 2026: A light-as-air Elmo balloon rolls along a sidewalk in Haddonfield, propelled by the wind as Sunday’s heavy snow starts to turn to ice and sleet.
    January 26, 2026: The President’s House in Independence National Historical Park hours Jan, 22, after all historical exhibits were removed following President Trump’s Executive Order last March that the content at national parks that “inappropriately disparage” the U.S. be reviewed. The site, a reconstructed “ghost” structure titled “Freedom and Slavery in the Making of a New Nation” (2010), serves as a memorial to the nine people George Washington enslaved there during the founding of America.
    January 19, 2026: A low-in-the-sky winter sun is behind the triangular pediment of the “front door” of the open-air President’s House installation in Independence National Historical Park. The reconstructed “ghost” structure with partial walls and windows of the Georgian home known in the 18th century as 190 High St. is officially titled, “Freedom and Slavery in the Making of a New Nation” (2010). It is designed to give visitors a sense of the house where the first two presidents of the United States, George Washington and John Adams, served their terms of office. The commemorative site designed by Emanuel Kelly, with Kelly/Maiello Architects, pays homage to nine enslaved people of African descent who were part of the Washington household with videos scripted by Lorene Cary and directed by Louis Massiah.
    Deepika Iyer holds her niece Ira Samudra aloft in a Rockyesque pose, while her parents photograph their 8 month-old daughter, in front of the famous movie prop at the top of the steps at the Philadelphia Art Museum. Iyer lives in Philadelphia and is hosting a visit by her mother Vijayalakshmi Ramachandran (partially hidden); brother Gautham Ramachandran; and her sister-in-law Janani Gautham who all live in Bangalore, India.
    January 5, 2026: Parade marshals trail behind the musicians of the Greater Kensington String Band heading to their #9 position start in the Mummers Parade. Spray paint by comic wenches earlier in the day left “Oh, Dem Golden Slippers” shadows on the pavement of Market Street. This year marked the 125th anniversary of Philly’s iconic New Year’s Day celebration.
    Dec. 29, 2025: Canada geese at sunrise in Evans Pond in Haddonfield, during the week of the Winter Solstice for the Northern Hemisphere.
    December 22, 2025: SEPTA trolley operator Victoria Daniels approaches the end of the Center City Tunnel, heading toward the 40th Street trolley portal after a tour to update the news media on overhead wire repairs in the closed tunnel due to unexpected issues from new slider parts.
    December 15, 2025: A historical interpreter waits at the parking garage elevators headed not to a December crossing of the Delaware River, but an event at the National Constitution Center. General George Washington was on his way to an unveiling of the U.S. Mint’s new 2026 coins for the Semiquincentennial,
    December 8, 2025: The Benjamin Franklin Bridge and pedestrians on the Delaware River Trail are reflected in mirrored spheres of the “Weaver’s Knot: Sheet Bend” public artwork on Columbus Boulevard. The site-specific stainless steel piece located between the Cherry Street and Race Street Piers was commissioned by the City’s Public Art Office and the Delaware River Waterfront Corporation and created and installed in 2022 by the design and fabrication group Ball-Nogues Studio. The name recalls a history that dominated the region for hundreds of years. “Weaver’s knot” derives from use in textile mills and the “Sheet bend” or “sheet knot” was used on sailing vessels for bending ropes to sails.
    November 29, 2025: t’s ginkgo time in our region again when the distinctive fan-shaped leaves turn yellow and then, on one day, lose all their leaves at the same time laying a carpet on city streets and sidewalks. A squirrel leaps over leaves in the 18th Century Garden in Independence National Historical Park Nov. 25, 2025. The ginkgo (Ginkgo biloba) is considered a living fossil as it’s the only surviving species of a group of trees that existed before dinosaurs. Genetically, it has remained unchanged over the past 200 million years. William Hamilton, owner the Woodlands in SW Phila (no relation to Alexander Hamilton) brought the first ginkgo trees to North America in 1785.
    November 24, 2025: The old waiting room at 30th Street Station that most people only pass through on their way to the restrooms has been spiffed up with benches – and a Christmas tree. It was placed there this year in front of the 30-foot frieze, “The Spirit of Transportation” while the lobby of Amtrak’s $550 million station restoration is underway. The 1895 relief sculpture by Karl Bitter was originally hung in the Broad Street Station by City Hall, but was moved in 1933. It depicts travel from ancient to modern and even futuristic times.
    November 17, 2025: Students on a field trip from the Christian Academy in Brookhaven, Delaware County, pose for a group photo in front of the Liberty Bell in Independence National Historical Park on Thursday. The trip was planned weeks earlier, before they knew it would be on the day park buildings were reopening after the government shutdown ended. “We got so lucky,” a teacher said. Then corrected herself. “It’s because we prayed for it.”

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