I really wanted to like this place as it's been in downtown PGH for a hundred years or so. Even gave it a couple chances...
First time I tried a special which was a shrimp quesadilla. I guess I shoulda known better than to order a dish not originally created in America at a Pittsburgh bar/restaurant but I tried, anyhow. The waitress brought out a still sizzling metal pan of burnt teensy-tiny bay shrimp that were definitely from a frozen bag. They were stuck to the pan and so charred that I had to send the plate back. Eww.
Next time I went I decided to keep it simple and had a burger, which they claimed are their specialty. The burger was huge, yes, but overcooked and completely unseasoned. Blah! During this visit I also had an awful waitress who was quite busy frantically gossiping with another waitress who was actually trying to do her job.
I had Bass on tap during both visits and could barely finish them because they were so warm.
And on top of it all, it ain't even cheap!