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| - As a disclaimer: I never, ever, ever write reviews. However, this place gave me the inclination to make a Yelp account so I could do so.
My boyfriend and I were in Pittsburgh just for fun, as we live a few hours away and just wanted to explore. I looked at restaurants that would give us a nice view of Pittsburgh, and this place came up. I believe when I made the reservation it said to ask for a view when I got there.
But I didn't need to. The hostess took us to a corner table with an incredible view of the city. It was then I knew this dinner was going to kick ass. The smell of seafood on the way to our table was more intoxicating than we had planned on getting that evening. We started off with a succulent bottle of Amarone. Most of their wine list are wines from the U.S., but I personally like to get down with the Italians. Our appetizers were oysters on the half shell and seared Kobe; which the only complaint that I have is that they didn't just keep bringing to the table until we told them to stop. Then we split the crab soup, which my boyfriend and I harassed our server about getting us the recipe because it was- The. Best. Soup. Ever. For our entrees he had rockfish prepared the Thai peanut way and I had Caribbean Sea Bass. Both of us took the first bite and our legs went numb. It was that weird erotic satisfaction only perfectly prepared delicious food can give you - that almost sexual satisfaction where nothing in the world matters except for the next bite, which you are almost afraid to have because you don't want the food to go away. Both of us were fat and happy by the end of this, but we couldn't stop there. Dessert? When in Rome... Or something. Why can't they have a sampler of all of the desserts? Sighhhhhh... Oh well. We decided on sharing the Banana Foster cheesecake. Holy Moses was it delicious. It made you forget about all the other food you just stuffed in your belly and focus on the magical piece of cheesecake in front of you. Neither of us could remember a more satisfying meal. Maybe we both have the same taste in food, but it ruined the rest of our night because although the night had just begun, nothing was going to top this meal.
As for the service, I believe our server's name was Jane. She was incredibly appropriate and wonderful. She was knowledgeable not just about the menu, but about Pittsburgh itself, and really just was perfectly pleasant in every way. The entire staff seemed happy and like they wanted to be there.
Thanks Monterey Bay!
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