I wish I could rate this place higher, if only because they have a pretty good beer selection.  They carry Atwater Vanilla Java Porter, which should earn them two stars, in and of itself!  It's like tiramisu in beer form, people.\n\nBut unfortunately for Mr. (or Ms.?) Kazansky, and more unfortunately for me, after I ate there, I became bazooka-barf sick.  I mean like sea-cucumber, insides-on-the-outsides sick.  \n\nI had noticed that the slices of brisket looked a little strange (Green? Iridescent? Possibly FLUORESCENT?!), and even brought it to the attention of the waitress, who acted as though I was asking her if the Pope was Jewish.  (Of course not!  No no, that's fresh!  Every day!)\n\nBob and I walked home with me sweating and pausing to regain my equilibrium.  Thankfully for us and for the random residents of Squirrel Hill, I made it home and straight to the bathroom without incident.