When in Rome, do as the Romans. When in Omaha, have a steak.
The cousins took us out to a steakhouse that’s been around for 80 or so years – Piccolos’s. On the south side of town down where the stockyards one dominated, it has transitioned from neighborhood bar to night club to a cavernous restaurant with some damned good steaks!
We headed off to the bar while awaiting the gang. Old-style drinks poured by people who know how to pour a drink.
Into the restaurant we went – a party of 20.
The steaks are all served with an iceberg salad and choice of sides.
I ordered the 20 oz T-bone for $21.00. Rare. Really rare.
It was one fine steak. The sides were a foil-wrapped baked potato and canned green beans, but ya know?!? I was here for the steak, not the side dishes. Besides, they were slightly fitting for the environment.
It was the perfect local haunt.
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Glad we picked one you liked. There are several in Omaha to pick from.
I liked everything!
I’m getting a few clarifications on a few things from Aunt Kathleen and will pass ’em along as soon as I hear back, again… 🙂