Yeah….now that you have the high-falootin’ job, you go hang out at all of the high-end bars and cool restaurants sipping whisky, rum, wine and, someone offers a Charcuterie tray. After a quick look-up on your smart phone’s browser you say “Why of course. That sounds wonderful.”
You partake in such Charcuterie tray…trying to be classy eating one little meat bite at a time. But you know full well you want to grab a chair and a fork and pull up next to that thing, hover over it and stuff those meats in your grocery hole.
Well Mr./Mrs./Miss/Ms. …..you’re from Pittsburgh and you’re getting “to big for your britches” (as my grandmother would say). You used to get Charcuterie at all of the first communions, graduations and house parties… it was corell ware plate, covered with foil with slices of Shop n Save swiss, sharp and american cheeses and some pepperoni. Sometimes the good trays had Ritz crackers on them. Aaaaaand if it was a “classy” party, there would be Sociable crackers….none of this artisan bread stuff!
Just wanted yinz all to check your roots as Pittsburgh becomes a classy-food tahn, Ya Jagoffs!