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The Schuler Review

Pep Boys

VaultArt Studio

 
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Let's start at the beginning: Pep Boys. Is it alright to use the Pep Boys name in this review? I don’t want to get in trouble for using some sort of licensed copyright. I never thought I would critique a Pep Boys, but here I am. I guess I have to start with the fact that the bulb in the car burned out. So I found myself in the Pep Boys at 936 S. Millvale Avenue where I got 2 bulbs for 1. Finding the bulb was easy, the store is very open and organized. I don’t remember if there was music playing, but the place smelled clean. Maybe a little like car fresheners. That might be because I was in the car freshener isle at the time.

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I walked around the store where there was a bunch of product. Everything you need for a car. It is really phenomenal in there. Once I bought the bulb I went out to put the new bulb in the car, and, viola! It worked.

It’s an accomplishing feeling to be able to change your own bulb. Saving money instead of getting a technician to do it. $4 per bulb compared to having a technician fixing it was way cheaper. It also saved time: technicians have a list of cars they need to fix. It’s not rocket science and by doing it yourself you save money.

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I would recommend Pep Boys if you need a bulb replaced. Real quick-in and quick-out. 

roboworld at the Carnegie Science Center

Herman Schuler

 
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I thought it would be a nice experience at the beginning, it was for a while. But then everything went sour. Isn’t it kind of odd - something is good one moment, and then it goes sour the next.

Got to see the robots from Star Wars and the robot from Lost in Space. The train set was outstanding, but other then that things didn’t go the way I thought it would. It just kept getting louder and louder there. I can’t think or process things in loud places. Kids, noisy kids, loud noisy kids. Needed plugs for my ears. I think they should offer those at the door.

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Most of the time we were walking around, trying to keep the kids out of our way. If you are a kid maybe you would enjoy this museum. Hopefully not such noisy kids. More well behaved kids. I would hope they would have better manners.

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The best part of the trip was looking over the David McCullough Bridge on the way back to the studio.

Tessaro's

Herman Schuler

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Did not even look at the rest of the menu, because I was there for the burgers. Excitement in anticipation for the burger was at its peak when the bell rung. The burger was huge - the size of a Sasquatch foot, minus the hair. Mustard had a great creaminess to it, onion was fresh, relish was above on point, meat was extremely good. Tessaro’s is in a completely different stratosphere than McDonald’s. The home fries were better than french fries - they were nice and crisp, without all the grease, and they went well with the condiments. The best part was finishing the burger, I felt accomplished. I don’t really ever eat that much. I was planning on bringing some of the burger back for my mom, but I ate it. No take out box necessary.

On a scale of 1-10, these burgers would be a 20.

Never wear a hat in a restaurant because it is proper etiquette. It’s the proper thing to do. Something that goes back to our parents, their parents, their parent’s parents, and comes back around to our nieces and nephews. It’s called tradition.

Bloomfield is a small town inside of a city. A friendly town with friendly people who seem happy. All the little shops remind me of small town America. If I had nowhere else to live, I’d probably live here. It’s kind of loud in Bloomfield, while it’s quiet in my neighborhood Mt. Lebanon. But Mt. Lebanon does not have Tessaro’s.

I can’t believe I ate the whole thing.

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