You missed it Willie. Probably a little before your time, but Market Square was THE PLACE --- before they built that sterile glass palace called PPG.
Harper's Attic, The Red Door, Upstairs/Downstairs, Cheshire Cat --- those were the places for fun and romance.
Harpers had the coolest jazz west of Manhattan and you never knew which friend of Walt would show up to play a set. The Red Door had Frank Cunumondo and Harald Betters and lots of walk-ons.
Every weekend, the Square was full of lovelies from distant lands like Bethel Park, Forest Hills, Turtle Creek and even a few future heiresses from Fox Chapel and Swickley. For a Garfield guy, it was like Valhalla.
Ah yes. I remember the stacked cocktail waitresses with red hot pants who would smile and say, "What can I get younz guys?" Ah, man... it was romantic --- in a "Burgh" sort of way.
And when the evening was done, you could stagger over to the Oyster House for a night-cap of Iron and a dozen half-shells.