We had my sister's 16th Birthday dinner at the Holiday House. I was 7 years old so much of the dinner was my Mom (a waitress at the Duquesne Club) overseeing my table manners. The entertainment that night was either Peggy Lee or Abby Lane,I honestly don't remember which,but she came over to the table to sing Happy Birthday.I have a souvenir photo of my family at the table,and if I can figure out how to post it,I will.
In those days,you dressed to the nines to go out to a place like this,and it really was a special experience.
WOW - The Duquesne Club! On the way to going broke I was able to dine in some of the finest restaurants and clubs from New York City to Chicago. None any better than The Duquesne Club.
Recently my close friend sponsored an evening at The Club. From cocktails in the lounge, to dinner and wines in the main dinning room, to cigars and after-dinner drinks and finally vintage Port with a game of pool in the game room, truely a night to remember ;-)
On January 28,1986,I was invited to meet a client for a business lunch. Since he was a member of the Duquesne Club,we decided to meet there.
I got there a bit early and the Maitre'D suggested that I wait in the bar until my client arrived. I ordered a cocktail and heard a man to my left say"isn't that a shame about the shuttle"?. I hadn't known about the Challenger explosion since it happened enroute,and in those days news didn't travel like today.
Anyway,we sat in the bar and watched the breaking news coverage. The twist in this story is that the man who informed me of the disaster was none other than "The Chief",Art Rooney Sr. legendary owner of the Pittsburgh Steelers.
