Reading Terminal Market is the nation’s oldest farmers market, dating to 1893. Housed a 19th Century train shed, the Pennsylvania Dutch continue to import incredible delicacies from Amish Country, just as they did over 100 years ago.
After guzzling some much-needed 200 Mile Coffee, known for its added caffeine, I was in serious need of scrapple. I’ve craved it ever since Philly native Don McGill sang its praises. His aunt was “The Scrapple Queen of Delaware.”
With my corned beef hash, I received a home-made buttermilk biscuit with a container of fresh raspberry preserves. McDavid is Virginia born, so Southern food appears in several places on the D.H.D. menu. This Northern biscuit would undoubtedly pass muster below the Mason-Dixon Line.
The Dutch Corner
For the past 25 years, the northwest section of the Terminal Market has been known as The Dutch Corner, featuring numerous Pennsylvania Dutch specialties. The counters are staffed by bearded Amish men (with no mustaches) and women in bonnets.
Fisher’s Soft Pretzels
Fisher’s offered three dipping sauces, including hot sweet mustard, sweet mustard, and cheese sauce. Hot sweet mustard was well worth the extra quarter. They also sell toppings like cinnamon sugar, sour cream ‘n onion, and garlic powder.
After eating a Fisher’s pretzel, I’ll never eat those leaden New York pretzels again.
Amazingly, the ice cream counter is still in the family, run by fifth-generation representative Roger Bassett, and Michael Strange.
Bassetts ice cream flavor list included peach, butter pecan, strawberry, and coffee during my visit.