This weekend I’m out in Pittsburgh, and it’s a requirement, when I’m here, to go to a somewhat infamous restaurant in Pittsburgh.
Can you identify it from this picture of these unbelievably yummy pancakes?
A man out of society. Lost in his own world.
This weekend I’m out in Pittsburgh, and it’s a requirement, when I’m here, to go to a somewhat infamous restaurant in Pittsburgh.
Can you identify it from this picture of these unbelievably yummy pancakes?
Probably, but I can’t remember the name. Tiny place, big pictures of classic rock stars on the walls, named for the wom(a|e)n who started it?
We ate at the one in Squirrel Hill shortly after Pennsic, with our local friends (who live on the same street as your local friend, just much closer to the aforementioned restaurant).
you said “famous”, “breakfast”, and “Pittsburgh” in the same sentence — you must be eating at Pamela’s. 🙂
Both of you are right! Pamelas is was. Mmmmm. 🙂