So I’m completely head over heels for the city of Pittsburgh. Where do I even start to describe how much I loved this city?! I guess bullet-points are always good.
1. Partying and dancing the night away with best friend and company in South Side. The nightlife here was friendly, lively and oh-so-much fun.
2. The Strip. The fresh air and inviting atmosphere here seemed to help our Saturday morning hangovers. After picking out friendship bracelets from a basement shop for one another, Meg and I did a little outdoor browsing. I was smitten with the open market vibe they had going on. Fruits, veggies, knick-knacks, pastries and SO MANY FLOWERS. I bought myself some lovely, white carnations for a dollar. A dollar, y’all! I also indulged in a raspberry truffle latte and a delicious pecan pastry. Meggie and I ended our day with a free mini-wine tasting at a family owned joint; They made their wine inside of their shop. So neat!
Eating a yummy brunch at DeLuca’s Diner and happening to get seated exactly where Adam Richman of Man v. Food sat in 2008.
Jogging through an absolutely gorgeous park with my best friend.
Snow!!!! The high on Monday was 16 degrees. As a Texan, I was equal parts giddy in awe and freezing from cold.
From the majestic old churches to the breathtaking views and scenery, I was constantly amazed by the beauty of Pittsburgh. Can you believe I got the above picture from my iPhone!? Fancy equipment definitely wasn’t necessary to capture the loveliness of this city.
The Incline. Oh my goodness, This was an adventure. Around ten thirty at night, Meg and I hopped onto century old cable cars that took us way up high to a phenomenal view of the city. Though my nose and fingers were numb, I couldn’t get over how stunning it all was. I was already infatuated with Pittsburgh, but this was the moment I fell madly and deeply in love.
The friendly people. This is John and he was working the parking area near The Strip. He told us all about the area and completely charmed us with his sweet spirit and talkative nature. If there is anybody that can talk your ears off more than I can, it would be John.
Brunch at Harris Grill. This was one of the most delicious meals I’ve had in a while. $14 dollars for a frozen mimosa, coffee, peanut butter and jelly french toast, a BOWL of bacon just the way I like it (Not crispy. As close to raw as possible without obtaining food poisoning. Aka, Sushi bacon.) and scrumptious country potatoes. My mouth is watering just writing this down. Pair all of this with giggly and long conversations with the best friend? Perfection.
Speaking of long conversations. Meggie and I talked for hours, about everything and nothing, over delicious Mexican hot chocolate at a hip little bar/coffee shop. It was the best best-friend date a girl could possibly ask for.
If I haven’t mentioned this enough already, the food was incredible. From homemade scones with jelly and cream at the Frick Museum Café to the Pittsburgh-famous salad with fries on top, my mouth was always a very happy camper.
Just being with my best friend of nearly half of my life. There is a closeness that goes unspoken between a friendship as close and long as ours. Besides my husband, Meggie knows me better than anybody in the entire world, and the same goes for how I know her. When one of us is feeling something,or thinking something, or even slightly annoyed with the other… More often than not, the other one already knows. Words aren’t really needed after almost twelve years. There is a comfort in silence and a language that goes without vocalization. If it sounds like we’re in love, that’s because we probably would be if we were of the opposite sex. Our astrological signs (which Meggie reads a lot into and I, if nothing else, am intrigued by) conclude as much and one of Meg’s guy friends, in all seriousness, asked if we were lovers. Minus the sexual part of being lovers, we pretty much are.
There couldn’t have been a better way to start off 2013 than with my best friend in a beautiful city, feeling young and happy and so alive. I’m a lucky girl.