By Shannon Frost Greenstein
I don’t know about you, but I’m a Boston Market fan. The mashed potatoes, the chicken, those rolls…it’s all good stuff, so I’ve never had a reason to dislike the franchise.
Then the Eagles made it to the Super Bowl. Against the Patriots. And, suddenly, the “Boston” part of “Boston Market” has become HIGHLY problematic.
Even if you’re not an Eagles fan, it’s impossible not to notice all the excitement in the city. Our collective mood has been lifted; we are all anticipatory, jubilant, brimming with possibilities. So I join all those bleeding green in regarding that “Boston” as something which MUST be changed.
Luckily, some Philadelphians have taken it upon themselves to rechristen the franchise, and we, at least, think it’s a vast improvement.
It has a ring to it, don’t you think? Sure, we may not exactly be known for our Thanksgiving-themed food, but you know what we are known for? THE EAGLES.
Here’s a rousing “Go, Birds!”, and a #sorrynotsorry for Boston: We respect your hearty sides and filling entrees, and we’ll happily go back to calling you Boston Market on February 5th…but, until then, it is officially the Philly Market. And the mascot of the newly-named restaurant? Do you even need to ask?