Heinz.  Duquesne.  PPG.  Brats.  Pierogi. Neighborhoods.  Primanti sandwich.  “Pittsburgh left.”  Bridges. There’s something about Pittsburgh. It was the big city across the bridge from the little town I visited as a kid, playing and biking the “Old Road” with eight cousins in summertime.  Granny and Grandad ‘s beer garden there was dream-like, because of their … Continue reading Prowess in Pittsburgh