After a rather intense test of my patience at O’Hare, I couldn’t wait to finally land in Pennsylvania and escape the airport’s overcrowding of people, rambunctious children and pungent smell of fast food kiosks.  Since both my sister and I are big fans of discovering intimate venues where we can just grab a drink and talk, we stopped by Bistro 19 in Mt. Lebanon and caught up on our busy lives over a round of margaritas and spinach salads.  As usual, our amazing conversation made us realize how much we miss not living together in the same city and how excited we are to share two whole days of each other’s company.