Sheba’s Soul Plate
We dream about the platters from Sheba’s Soul Plate so often that we’ve started licking our fingers in our sleep. Inside the tiny West Philly spot, you order directly from the counter, listen to something sizzling while looking at a painting of Bob Marley, and end up eating something that melts in your mouth. When we’re at the part-Soul, part-Caribbean restaurant, we go for the BBQ chicken platter. The diced cuts of chicken are juicy and soaked in a perfectly tangy, smoked sauce. They rotate their sides, but if their collard greens or sugary candied yams are available, grab them, along with a bunch of napkins.