While in Philadelphia, we stayed across the river in Mt Laurel, New Jersey and were just about a 15 minute drive to see my friend's mom. I have known her for a while now, and even stayed at her house on one of my adventurous road trips with her daughter. We took Betty to lunch to celebrate Jane's birthday in absentia. While Rand is your typical meat and potatoes kind of guy, I had a pizza with fig, prosciutto, arugula, with balsamic glaze and Betty had a citrus chicken salad. It was a celebration after all, so Betty had the merlot and I had the brewery's Pig Iron Porter--which was fabulous, I must say! Rand allowed as how he, too, was celebrating with blackberry iced tea.