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Pittsburgh's Global Village
Treat your senses to an array of ethnic foods, music and culture in one of Pittsburgh's 88 neighborhoods.
Pittsburgh
is filled with the sights, sounds, tastes and smells of a cultural kaleidoscope.
Hard-working men and women from all over the world have been drawn to the
region for over 200 years, allured by its wealth of natural resources and
thriving industries, creating a vibrant tapestry of 88 colorful enclaves
within the city.In between classes you can sample sauerbraten and schnitzel in Polish Hill, listen to Italian being spoken at the ristorantes and grocerias of Bloomfield, and enjoy the hearty company of a German beer hall in North Side.
As you hop from one neighborhood to another, take a moment to admire the mélange of assorted steeples that pierce the city's skyline. There are the bronze Byzantine onion domes of St. John the Baptist Ukrainian Catholic Church in Southside, the colorful terracotta decorations on the Rodef Shalom Synagogue in Shadyside, and the brilliant white towers of Sri Venkateswara Temple in Penn Hills, the second Hindu temple in the nation.
In
Pittsburgh, people of all races and nations have been living and working
together for centuries. In Squirrel Hill, one of the largest Jewish communities
in the nation, Middle Eastern Bakeries, Greek bistros and Japanese restaurants
are intermingled with kosher delis. In the Hill District, you'll find the
former homes of Irish, Jewish and Russian immigrants located near landmarks
in African-American history like Freedom Corner, an epicenter for civil
rights rallies in the 1960s, and the Crawford Grill, where Miles Davis,
John Coltrane and Dizzy Gillespie honed their chops.A perfect way to experience Pittsburgh's vibrant global village is to spend a Saturday morning weaving through the sidewalk stalls that pack the Strip District. Here you can sample a Vietnamese hoagie, nosh on some falafel and wash it all down with a glass of buttermilk. And don't forget to enjoy the aromas of freshly brewed espresso and roasting peanuts, while listening to the strolling accordion player in the Italian cheese shop and the lone saxophonist on the corner.
