Yesterday we got back from a bit of a whirlwind of a trip to Pittsburgh for thanksgiving - a mix of seeing family and attending Joe's high school reunion. But it was also a couple of days to cram in as much great eating and drinking and trying to avoid all the mad black Friday sale shoppers.
While I was defeated by yet another Primanti Bros sandwich (a Pittsburgh staple where you get your fries inside your sarnie) we did have some lovely cocktails from their bar, including a Drunk Duck which came with it's very own mini duck which is now finding it's home here in Michigan. I also found the best fish n chips since moving to the US in a Scottish themed pub - The Piper's Pub in Pittsburgh's South Side. The pub was jam packed for the Premiership games they were showing, and after a 40 minute wait for a table, I was greeted with a pile of fish that was battered just how you'd get back in the UK and actually, thick chips. Nom indeed.