fifty-two hours in pittsburgh

So we went to Pittsburgh on a whim this weekend. Tom talked us into it and luckily Jackie didn't object to spending their first wedding anniversary with company. Jer drove us like a champ in the Prius. Tim and I drank too much beer and ate WAY too many fries. So all in all a fantastic time.

This was our first real meal at Primanti Brothers where tomatoes, cole slaw and french fries come on every sandwich. Holy heart attack.