This semester, we at Food and Drink are making it our mission to get you off of your collective ass, to stop ordering delivery from the same places two blocks away and to realize that Philly has some really good eating to offer. We can hear all of you New York food snobs snickering. So stop it. We'll try to eat in and around all of your diverse budgets and culinary tastes -- from the burger and fries traditionalist to the wheatgrass and seitan vegan to the foie gras and beluga caviar bona fide foodie. Because any college student worth their salt knows the beauty of that marvelous hybrid meal known as brunch, we're running a weekly review so you can squander away your Sundays in new locales. And since we're all too impatient to wait till it's dark to start drinking, we'll be introducing you to some of the city's finest happy hours. We're your best friends when you just can't stand another plate of Aramark's "home-cooking." This week, we looked in our own backyard to prove you don't have to leave West Philly (or, with our classy-like yet idiot-proof recipe, even your dorm room) to eat well.