Last night I went on two dates. No, not with two different people. Unless you count Kyle’s alter-ego, Rile Pjulkowski. With both of us off from work and school Friday night, we hit up our favorite house of pancakes – the International House of Pancakes. As you can see these are not photos of the wonderful pancake creations we had, but of what we saw afterwards. We took a stroll through the nicer neighborhood near Rittenhouse Square and stumbled upon a sight for sore eyes. We’re used to seeing run down buildings like this in our neck of the woods, so it was strange to see downtown. Realizing we didn’t have $3.10 between us for subway fare – and Rile only had a twenty dollar bill – we had to go to Wendy’s to make change using two Frosties and a small Natural-Cut fry, sprinkled with Sea Salt.