2895 West Liberty Avenue
Pittsburgh, PA 15216
Allegheny County
Phone: (412) 343-5300
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by erik s. on prime rib might be losing out in hype to all the new steak joints popping up in center city. And true the steaks probably are not better than mortons or barclay but you can't sit in a giant captain's leather chair and listen to a baby grand piano player belt out happy bday 8 times in 2 hours while wearing jeans and a tshirt! that's right no more dress code for prime rib- on a side note I would wear something nicer than a tshirt next time I felt like a hobo the last time I went. The prime rib definately was not from the sizzler but their lump crab cake and cold platter appetizer were much stronger dishes- in fact their cold platter appetizer is simply tops. The filet and cream spinach were pretty good and their key lime pie kicked some major ass. Here is a math problem key lime pie+ meat+ giant leather chair= happiness
by Eusebio Fandrich on HA HAHAHAHAHA! "Pit" is right.... man, this place would have been a terrible idea if i wasn't already expecting lameness. now occupying the space that has seen the death of not one, but two dance club (411 and Level), Peach Pit Afterdark.... I mean Cherry Lounge and Pit is beyond ghetto. opened by the same people who do sugar daddy's and dos gringos, this place has all the sexiness and allure of a Trails commercial. You know? I was half expecting to turn a corner to see a neon colored bikini-clad bleached blonde on top of a motor boat. well, they've updated the look of the cage-trapped go-go dancers to mini panties with knee-high dragon rider boots with fuzzy muppet skins adorning them. the vids of drunken lounge-goers (a la daddy's and now dos) playing in tiny screens on the walls in hallways and behind bars in tact, interspersed with footage of seriously hagard looking chics doing "sexy" things like sucking on lollipops, cherries, winking (yes, she was winking right at you, wasn't she? inviting you in to her red-drenched lair to bask in the glow of a alcohol doused club circa 1992). i'm not sure what the DRESS CODE we were so violently and largely reminded of in line, but the girl in front of me had on an oversized T-shirt, baggy jeans and flip flops (?) and they took her $5 and let her in no problem. i also saw a girl dressed exactly like peggy bundy...no joke, spandex black calf leggings, long spandwex shirt in orange, heels and a giant boob belt. it was so incredible i took a picture. she was not impressed with my observation, so i had to sneak the photo. anyway.... take it for what it is, a club owned by dos gringos guys on mill ave.
