Food: Only in Pittsburgh (P. 2)

It was brought to my attention that a lot of my recent posts have been about decadent, high-end dining: Menton, No. 9, all of my exploits at Central Bottle. But make no mistake, I am perfectly happy as a beer and pizza, dive bar kind of girl. Let’s take a trip back to my roots, and talk more about things found only in Pittsburgh.

that beer expired in 09, not a problem for me and BoSB

Pittsburgh likes fries on everything, and pizza is no exception. Pizza topped with every kind of meat available, as well as a side order of fries? Why not?

New England has apple picking and pumpkin patches, sure. But do they have a Cornstalk Maze or a Pumpkin Catapult? Heck no.

Red Sox this, Bruins that. Does Boston have Patriots’ branded mustard? NOPE!

Rolling Rock may not be brewed in the ‘burg anymore, but it doesn’t mean we can’t still claim it as ours, on every single seat of Heinz Field.

(RIP  Three Rivers Stadium, the site of many baseball games with my dad, as we watched those loveable losers, The Pirates, try their best.)

And finally, this.

If you don’t get it, no amount of explanation will help you. Suffice it to say…only in Pittsburgh.