
It was Wednesday night and what better thing did I have to do than to head to a potluck dinner with 2007 Philadelphia mayoral candidates Al Taubenberger (R) and Michael Nutter (D)? Pictured above are eight of the ten Philadelphians who made it out for the potluck dinner/discussion with the candidates at the center of the shot. But how did we all get to this South Philly home for the dinner? Let's back up a sec.
Great Expectations is a joint venture between the Inquirer and the UPenn Project on Civic Engagement; the full project description here. After the primaries back in May, then editorial page editor Chris Satullo ran into Democratic primary winner Nutter at a restaurant. Nutter brought up the idea of a series of get-to-know-you dinners in neighborhoods all around Philly. Great idea, but one condition, Satullo said, Taubenberger's gotta be there too. And thus the potluck dinners were born. How'd I end up in the fray? Well, you write 3,100 posts over the course of three or so years, you piss some people off, you make some people happy and maybe, just maybe, you get noticed by someone with some juice and maybe, just maybe, those someones have someone send you an email asking you to trot down to South Philly with your gear and have some free grub. Who could say no? Back to the dinner. Satullo segued into South Philly by quoting colleague and Philadelphia legend, and South Philly native, Acel Moore, that there are two kinds of people: those from South Philly and those who wish they were from South Philly. Since I don't wish I was from South Philly, I guess I'm from South Philly. Go figure, I thought I was from NY — I learn something new from the Inky almost every day.
Twenty-three people in total made it out for the inaugural potluck in South Philly. The organizers even had seating arrangements covered. I just happened to be seated next to someone I knew — former candidate for City Council Damon Roberts. He ran for Councilwoman Anna Verna's Second District seat and lost. And full disclosure: I passed out literature for him in the Second District. To my left was Satullo who pecked away on his laptop while I wrote longhand in my pad; Satullo noticed this a few minutes into the discussion and said that we should switch places behind each other's note taking devices. Why no laptop for me? Since I had my photo gear with me, I figured it would be easier to put down a pen and pad than a sensitive laptop.