I first visited the Steel City as a kid in 1983 … hit a Penguins game, rode the Incline, ate at Max’s, and spotted Dan Marino walking on the Pitt campus. I was hooked. Each time I revisit, it's a place defies that categorization. It's got the most glorious topography this side of San Francisco. Biotech. Coal dust. Art. Franco Harris meets Mister Rogers meets Andy Warhol.
Still, Pittsburgh remains a beer-and-a-shot kinda town, so it made sense to draw historic taverns where yinz raise a glass. I've gotten input/requests/demands from locals already, but feel free to keep 'em coming.