I was flipping through Maniac Magazine when I noticed an advertisment for the Pittsburgh Bottleshop, a beer joint.

You may well ask, why were you. Mac Booker, a man of impeccable tastes, reading Pittsburgh’s worst magazine? That is a fair question, but would only be asked by someone who has never seen Nightwire, a publication of such amazingly poor quality that it is a constant shock when the new issue manages to make it into the honor boxes. Apparently there is a market for a magazine full of e-mail forwards published without even cursory copy-editing and photos of moderately attractive models failing to be sexy in skimpy outfits.

Poorly executed magazine journalism aside, I am a man who likes beer, and was excited that Pittsburgh had a new place to buy “over 250 beers from around the world!” I would like to go to such a place here in my home city of Pittsburgh.

Then I read lower, and discovered that the Pittsburgh Bottleshop is not in Pittsburgh at all. It is in Bridgeville. Here is a representation of where Bridgeville is located in relation to Pittsburgh, represented by the City-County Building, seat of local government.

You may very well have some fine beers, Pittsburgh Bottleshop, and I am sure you are a boon to the fine people of Bridgeville, PA. You are not, however, in Pittsburgh, and I would appreciate your discontinuation of use of the name. It just isn’t accurate. Bridgeville is this kind of place:

Pittsburgh, on the other hand, is this kind of place: