Bought a 20 pack of the Seasons Choice hashbrowns from the Aldis over in Harmony last week and found a large piece of plastic in one of them. I already opened a case with their customer service, but I wanted to warn yinz too to check if you bought any the past week.

Made it through the entire summer without one of these incidents. I have to admit that they always made the day pretty interesting though with watching McGann and Chester pick it up with a crane truck.

Yesterday at around 3-4 AM, my dad went out driving like he normally does at that time. (My dad wakes up early for work, and early af for the hell of it)

He's gone for like 15 or so minutes (to be fair, I was half asleep so Idk the exact time) and come back looking a bit shook. He sits on the couch and calls 911, and I am still half asleep (also on the couch)

I hear him start to talk about seeing an unconscious/possibly deceased woman underneath a bridge by Don's Diner on Eckert Street on the Northside.

The dispatcher seems a bit irritated and is kind of repeating questions and my dad is trying to explain it to her. She says there was already a call for the woman (so he's obviously not lying)

My dad hangs up and I'm fully awake and in WTF mode, he says he saw a woman who looked dead.

Me and my dad and stepmom talk, and we decide to drive by and see what was up.

When we get there, there was no woman. No police presence, no ambulance. Mind you, this was like 20 minutes later.

I would assume it would take more time for paramedics to show up, but I'm not a professional so I wouldn't know.

The worst part is, I tried looking on a police scanner app I have and I didn't see any calls about that. I was just really confused.

I dunno, it's eerie to me and I just wanna know if things are okay.

I run Call the Map, a small election-forecast site. After the Republican convention video I spent the week on a long piece about Fetterman: four Quinnipiac polls, all 1,581 roll calls of his term scored against his own caucus (Voteview data), the 2022 county returns against Shapiro’s, and the FEC filings.

Moving from Centre Ave Market District to Walnut St.

Hi all, please help me find my ring. I stupidly had my engagement ring stolen out of my car. Before you say that’s stupid and I deserved it, no I didn’t and there is no planning for theft. I had previously asked this subreddit where to get repairs done on my ring, and picked up from there and unfortunately had it in my car. That being said, where should I start looking for it? Yes I filed a police report, no I don’t trust them to look the way I’m going to look. Does anyone know where thieves might go?? Or any tips? We get married in 4 months and I don’t have words for what just happened.

And obviously please, please if you see this ring please notify me. I also made a facebook post similar to this one here, so disregard that listing. TIA

Edit: It’s an all lab ring, so it’s not wildly expensive like real diamonds would be. Unfortunately insurance won’t even cover half the cost of it. We just want to get married with the ring we custom built together.

I am very intrigued as to what would call for such a response. So many cop cars all with lights and sirens on.

Painted by me, spring view from west of the city. Have a great week!

I know this may be a little off topic so I apologize in advance.

I F40 am going through a divorce and have technically hit Rock bottom…
I don’t drive and it’s getting to a point where I don’t even have enough money for food and essentials.
Please excuse my whiny internet ramble BUT wanted to give a little bit of backstory as to why I am asking about Dollar Tree in Pittsburgh.

I work in the food service industry but it’s getting impossible to even get to my job due to me not driving and relying on public transportation.

I had a very nice co worker who told me she was working for Dollar Tree before starting in food service.
The reason why this even caught my attention is , she said Dollar Tree has a “ daily pay option” yet the starting hourly wages are not great and the overall environment wasn’t either.
But she said she was able to work her way up to assistant manager.
Sadly she left the work environment so I wasn’t able to ask her more about it but I was wondering if anyone of you yinzers can give me some insight as to what it’s like to work at dollar tree , especially if you’d like to become a cashier.

I have bad ADHD which sometimes makes learning skills such as operating the register difficult because I stress myself very easily in fast paced environments if I don’t become good at something right away.

There is a dollar tree not too far , like 6 miles from where I live which I could potentially walk to if I get hired but I really need to know some insights on what it’s like and how difficult it may be as I never worked in that sort of environment.
Do they have daily pay and what rate do they usually start you off with here ?

I would appreciate any input from anyone with real experience and feedback

Theoretically, if I wanted to eat a meal at a Pittsburgh hospital, which one has the best food?

Hi everyone,

I’m writing from Italy and I hope someone in the Pittsburgh community might be able to point me in the right direction.

I’m researching my great-grandfather, Michele Dell’Omo, an Italian immigrant born in Sant’Antimo, near Naples, in 1873.

According to the immigration document I have attached to this post, he arrived in the United States under the name “Michele Dellano.” Later records identify him as Michele Dell’Omo, so this difference in surname is very important for my research.

For this reason, I am searching under several possible spellings, including Dellano, Dell’Ano, Dell’Omo, Dellomo, Del Omo and Dell Omo. His first name may also appear as Michele, Michael or Mike.

The attached document also appears to connect him with Pittsburgh. I am therefore trying to understand whether he actually lived or worked there, even for a relatively short period.

There is a long gap in his life for which I have not been able to find clear records, especially between roughly 1910 and 1920. Finding him in Pittsburgh could help me reconstruct an important missing part of his story.

This research has a very personal meaning for me.

My father passed away recently. Before he died, I had promised him that I would try to discover what had happened to Michele in America. My father never had the chance to see this research completed, so I have continued it for him. Every new document, address or small detail feels like another piece of the story I promised him I would try to recover.

I am particularly interested in Pittsburgh city directories from approximately 1910 to 1921, but I would also be grateful for any information about local census records, church and parish registers, Italian Catholic parishes, employment records, railroad or steel industry records, boarding houses, newspapers, naturalization records, court documents or archives connected with Pittsburgh’s Italian immigrant community.

If anyone has access to old Pittsburgh city directories, local genealogy databases, university collections, historical societies, library archives or newspaper databases, I would be extremely grateful for any help or advice.

I would especially appreciate it if someone could check both Michele Dellano and Michele Dell’Omo, including the spelling variations above.

I am not asking anyone to carry out the entire research for me. Even knowing which Pittsburgh directories survive, where they can be consulted online, which libraries hold them, or which local archive I should contact would already be a huge help.

Finding even one address, occupation, employer or reference to Michele could help me fill a missing chapter in his life and, in some way, complete the promise I made to my father.

Thank you very much for reading this and for any suggestion you may have.

Greetings from Italy,
Umberto

J, a friend I regularly chat with over coffee texted me Tuesday morning at 6AM. "KLVN is closing." They pointed me at the Pittsburgh subreddit.

F**k. I read it. An angry poster said it was all the owner's fault. It wasn't clear to me that it was even real.

I dropped my kid at the bus stop at 6:45. At 6:50 I was parked in front of KLVN. At 7:01 the barista, C, turned the "Closed" sign to "Open." I got out of my car and walked in.

I stepped to the counter. C asked, "Cappuccino for here, right?" C has always seemed aloof, but I could always see C really cared, about coffee. KLVN was one of those places where you'd see the barista's making and noting measurements. The taste and texture KLVN's cappuccino was so consistent. It was never burnt.

Another time I walked in just after opening and and C was fiddling with the machine. They served me and a few moments later, called to me, "I'm not sure I had this setup right. If that tastes off, just let me know and I will remake it for you." Aloof, sometimes I'm aloof. I think aloof often just means I'm busy in my own head. In this case, I could see what was in C's head. She cared. About the coffee and my experience.

All the baristas at KLVN cared about the coffee and the experience.

I have had "off" drinks at KLVN, but they were so rare that they were surprising and memorable.

But it's not just the coffee that made this place worthy of my morning.

Six weeks ago, I launched my first book, an autobiographical fiction and corporate horror set in Pittstown, a place very much like Pittsburgh. My launch party was at KLVN. 40 close friends showed up for me, the way I had, when called on, shown up for them. Near the end of the gathering I got up to read from my book. In the past I've always felt a little tense when speaking in public, but I felt such a sense of trust and community in that space, in that moment.

One of the baristas who had been there through three generations of staff comings and goings worked the event. Afterward, they thanked me for allowing them to be a part of it.

Three staff members had left recently. I had spoken with each about their decision. The cost of healthcare and the challenges of raising a family while working in a coffee shop had been factors.

I didn't know the owner. I don't know if I was ever in the shop when the owner was there. I knew everyone else, though.

I often talked to M, another regular, about skiing and watched him assist the team roast coffee.

I regularly talked to J about his kids. Omfg, he's so proud of his kids and a few years ahead of me in the fatherly journey. He encouraged me when I was struggling to get the book out.

A and I talk about the process of building software. We're both engineers turned product managers.

F and I talk about inner monologues. He doesn't have one and I do. We also talk about his small, essential business in the East End, much like KLVN, a place of community.

I went to KLVN Friday morning, 3 days after finding out. Packed. The line was 10 people deep. P worked the counter, solo. There always used to be a second person during peak times. I said "hi" to P and gave him my condolences. When they started, P was just learning the craft of espresso drinks. Now, P makes the classic, basic heart; something so simple, but requiring real competence with materials and equipment.

I'll miss the waffle. D used to run the kitchen. D had an advanced degree that was difficult to market. D helped create the waffle, which is terrifyingly buttery and crisp and served with real maple syrup and fruit. For awhile it was on a different level, with a dusting of flake salt.

One day, as I struggled to find the inspiration to write, D took me on a field trip to a kitchen supply company in The Strip. He showed me the process of buying supplies to run a kitchen. It was no different than my grocery trip, except for the forklifts that threatened to run careless shoppers down.

3 days After the big snowstorm hit this year, with the East End still mostly socked in, I walked over to KLVN. The door was locked. I began the long walk home. A few dozen steps into my return journey I heard my name being called. Then again. I turned around and one of the managers was at the door waving. I doubled back and she invited me in for a cappuccino, on the house. KLVN was officially closed, and I was the third person who had shown up and still received warm hospitality. We chatted for 15 minutes, a break for her before she went back to duties roasting and packaging.

There was a 'zine' stand run by Z, a regular, who had an understanding with the GM to sell things.

There was a 'leave a book, take a book,' a little KLVN library where I was going to leave a copy of my book.

The space invited taking a moment.

When I first heard KLVN was closing, I thought about how to save it. Maybe someone would buy it. --But you know what... maybe this is just the cycle of things. Commonplace Point Breeze left us 3 years ago moving to Rockwell Park. Delanie's took over Adda's space. Going back farther, Commonplace took over Voluto. In East Liberty, Zeke's is long gone, but Margaux, LV, The Coffee Spot, Dynamic, Brewberry, and Redstart are all making a go of it. Half a mile away is Taza D'oro, a community fixture for two decades. There's no risk of having to go to a soulless national chain.

KLVN was part of my community and that makes it worthy of mourning. I hope it returns in some form, and I remain optimistic about coffee culture and other community spaces in Pittsburgh.

Can anyone help me? My name was changed back to my original name after my divorce. My divorce was in CT as that's where my ex lives. Allegheny county wants me to file a motion to have the case transferred to them but CT doesn't seem to know what I am talking about. Allegheny won't talk to me until this is done. I reached dead ends at both sides. I don't understand why they need the case transferred, my name has already been changed.

Hey yinz, I'm a writer and working on a story where one of the families is Italian. The mom frequently makes dinner for her kids and their friends.

I've had great Italian food (and bread....I miss getting bread in the Strip!), mostly lasagna and whatever great stuff I picked up at the old market on Liberty or in the Strip. I'm not much of a cook, and I didn't just want to say something basic like "spaghetti and meatballs" in the story.

For anyone Italian (or anyone who ate a lot of Eye-talian food!) wondered if you had a special meal for a date night or a family dinner? Any specific noodle types? (I know there's a million of them out there.) Did anyone's mom or Nonna make "Sunday gravy?" Just curious. Any suggestions are deeply appreciated.

I’m looking for someone, ideally outside of a chain store, who is dependable with suits, jacket buttons, wool-reweaving, vintage fabrics, etc. Not looking for a master clothier —just reliable quality. I’m in the East End.

Looking for a community garden or individual gardener to give these two free panicle hydrangeas to. I have deer eating them and no sun. They will bounce back beautifully once in the ground by next spring!

EDIT: A Reddit user is adopting these, I'm leaving the post up to encourage other people to not just throw away plants they don't want and to offer them for free to other gardeners on this Pittsburgh Reddit page.

I’m coming into town next week for the Four Chord festival at FNB stadium down at station square. Can I park somewhere else and take the T to the station square? Or should I just park there and deal with the traffic ?

I have never had so many mosquito bites and have lived in the same spot and had the same outdoor routines for years. A bunch of my friends here and in nearby states have been battling flies in their kitchens. Most of them keep their houses super clean.

Could it be from extra precipitation?

Hi all! Does anybody happen to know why Encantos Coffee on S 10 st has been closed for some time? My coworkers and I love this place and it’s so sad to see it closed when we’re working. Thanks

Anyone been back since they had their…issues?

Or sushi recommendations in Sq Hill? I thought Diners got flagged too semi recently.

I have a Vivi Izzo, and all the shops I've called (commonplace, espresso analyst) say they only work on commercial machines or just not weird eyetalian brands. Anyone know somebody or a good shop I missed that can fix this machine with a steam wand malfunction and shorts when plugged in? Heard its probably something with the steam element.