PGH: Primanti, Phipps, Penn Ave
May. 29th, 2003 04:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sylvarPosted after returning from the trip.
While Jodi was at work, I took the 91A downtown (the locals say "dahntahn"; I swear if I stuck a local with a pin he'd say "ahch!") and I found my way to Primanti's for a sandwich containing cheese cooked on the grill, a large handful of fries, a large handful of pickle-style cole slaw (not creamy; sweet and sour, dig?) and some fried eggs. Oh, and tomato slices. The photo on their site is 100% accurate -- they serve it hot and greasy on two sheets of waxed paper. I would later discover that it goes very well with a $2 pint of their house-brand dark beer.
I bought two weekly bus passes, only to find that they were for the following week and the week after that -- this late in the week, you can't buy a pass for that week anymore. (Passes run Sunday through Saturday.) So I used some cash getting around, but at least I found out about transfers, which saved me some money.
I took the 61 to Oakland to see the Cathedral of Learning, but decided to go to the Phipps Conservatory in Schenley Park instead. It's beautiful -- I can see why the weekend's wedding is going to be here. I never knew plants like this even existed. I don't even have categories for some of them.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fizzgig_bites will have to come up here and check it out. They have an orchid room, a tropical room (I'd completely forgotten about miracle fruit -- it prevents you from tasting sourness; you can pleasurably eat the whole flesh of a lemon after you eat miracle fruit -- until I saw a tree here), a butterfly room, and lots of other cool stuff, including an outdoor garden that's free.
I also visited the main library, a grand Carnegie building, and talked shop with a humanities reference librarian. The library system is apparently a lot like the group I work for in Tampa: many autonomous libraries sharing a single system. They use Millennium, which I don't know much about. I'd have paid for an out-of-county card but I figured I wouldn't have enough downtime to read the books I brought on the trip, and it would have been a lot of hassle for the clerk just so I could get a souvenir.
I took the 54C (Penn/Main variant) back to Lawrenceville, but found that it could only take me as close as 40th and Penn. So I walked downhill (thank you, God) past Arsenal Middle School down to Butler, turned right, and walked some more until I got home. Jodi had been waiting half an hour by this time, but she didn't seem to be seriously angry (she merely told me I should never have trusted the Port Authority to tell me what bus to take). Indeed, next time I'd probably go back downtown and save the hike, but it didn't kill me (and may have sweated off about a fourth of my breakfast). I'm pleased that I've learned this part of the city so quickly.
While Jodi was at work, I took the 91A downtown (the locals say "dahntahn"; I swear if I stuck a local with a pin he'd say "ahch!") and I found my way to Primanti's for a sandwich containing cheese cooked on the grill, a large handful of fries, a large handful of pickle-style cole slaw (not creamy; sweet and sour, dig?) and some fried eggs. Oh, and tomato slices. The photo on their site is 100% accurate -- they serve it hot and greasy on two sheets of waxed paper. I would later discover that it goes very well with a $2 pint of their house-brand dark beer.
I bought two weekly bus passes, only to find that they were for the following week and the week after that -- this late in the week, you can't buy a pass for that week anymore. (Passes run Sunday through Saturday.) So I used some cash getting around, but at least I found out about transfers, which saved me some money.
I took the 61 to Oakland to see the Cathedral of Learning, but decided to go to the Phipps Conservatory in Schenley Park instead. It's beautiful -- I can see why the weekend's wedding is going to be here. I never knew plants like this even existed. I don't even have categories for some of them.
fizzgig_bites will have to come up here and check it out. They have an orchid room, a tropical room (I'd completely forgotten about miracle fruit -- it prevents you from tasting sourness; you can pleasurably eat the whole flesh of a lemon after you eat miracle fruit -- until I saw a tree here), a butterfly room, and lots of other cool stuff, including an outdoor garden that's free.I also visited the main library, a grand Carnegie building, and talked shop with a humanities reference librarian. The library system is apparently a lot like the group I work for in Tampa: many autonomous libraries sharing a single system. They use Millennium, which I don't know much about. I'd have paid for an out-of-county card but I figured I wouldn't have enough downtime to read the books I brought on the trip, and it would have been a lot of hassle for the clerk just so I could get a souvenir.
I took the 54C (Penn/Main variant) back to Lawrenceville, but found that it could only take me as close as 40th and Penn. So I walked downhill (thank you, God) past Arsenal Middle School down to Butler, turned right, and walked some more until I got home. Jodi had been waiting half an hour by this time, but she didn't seem to be seriously angry (she merely told me I should never have trusted the Port Authority to tell me what bus to take). Indeed, next time I'd probably go back downtown and save the hike, but it didn't kill me (and may have sweated off about a fourth of my breakfast). I'm pleased that I've learned this part of the city so quickly.
