Driving from DC to Philly on a holiday weekend, we pulled off I-95 at exit 77 and headed east in search of food. We came across My Three Sons at a traffic light less than a mile off the interstate.
At first look, it's one of those delightfully tacky pieces of Americana, with kitschy things lying around, a bad soap opera on the TV mounted in a corner, etc. The food, though, is another thing. The cobb salad wasn't a traditional cobb - it had bacon-wrapped dates, corn, apples, dried cranberries and several kinds of baby lettuces - but everything was fresh and delicious. Ditto for the pesto chicken pita - I didn't get much of a pesto flavor, but the sammie was hot, tasty and excellent. Baklava was home made and tasted like something my wife's Lebanese grandmother used to make.
All in all, a very pleasant and memorable surprise.
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