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It’s just not the same since the Murray Avenue Grill, a venerable Squirrel Hill establishment, was converted from a dive to a fern bar, as Beth, Kevin, and Ron found out. The food was still good, though, and pitchers are still cheerfully served.

Ron got an order of wings for old times’ sake. Kevin ordered the chicken fettucini, which provided a mound of food enough for two additional dinners the following week. Beth gave her grilled chicken and rice a thumbs-up.

There was talk of moving the party on to Mario’s, then the plan changed to the White Eagle, for the benefit of darts and large-screens to watch the Penguins playoff game. On the way out, however, they came across Kristen, a friend of Kevin’s from eToll [now defunct], so they stayed for another round at the bar.