Mark K.
Yelp
Dining at LeMont feels less like a night out and more like stepping into a perfectly preserved time capsule from 1972. Situated atop Mt. Washington with a commanding view of Pittsburgh's skyline, the venue exudes vintage grandeur -- and not always in a good way. From the moment you walk in under the glow of opulent chandeliers, you're hit with a swirl of nostalgia, gold accents, and the faint hum of diners yelling over a soundtrack that's more nightclub than fine dining.
The Scene: Glamorous Decay Meets Golden Girls Energy
LeMont is the place where birthdays, anniversaries, and septuagenarian seductions collide. The bar is buzzing with women who could've taught charm school in the '80s -- and are still working the room like it's happy hour at the Copa. Everyone's dressed to impress, just not necessarily for this decade.
As for the noise level, it's off the charts. The music is so loud you'll find yourself screaming over Sinatra remixes while battling the eerie feedback of a dozen hearing aids shorting out in unison. The place is alive, just not in a way that says "refined."
The Food: A Sysco-Powered Soirée
Let's not kid ourselves -- this isn't farm-to-table. This is Sysco-to-freezer-to-table, served under the guise of classic Continental cuisine. The shrimp cocktail is textbook 1980s hotel banquet. Steaks are perfectly uniform, and sauces feel like they were engineered for mass production.
You're not here for a culinary revelation. You're here to relive someone's third marriage reception.
Service: Earnest, Polite, and in on the Joke
The staff does their best and remains cheerful amidst the chaos. They know exactly where they work -- a place where patrons toast to 40 years of marriage while yelling "turn it down!" to no one in particular. They're polite, responsive, and willing to snap a photo of your party under the chandeliers, whether it's your 80th birthday or just Wednesday night at LeMont.
Amenities: Sports Bar Touch in a Supper Club Shell
One can't help but mention the jarring presence of a television above the bar playing a baseball game -- because nothing says fine dining like watching the Pirates get swept while sipping a glass of mid-tier Chardonnay beneath a crystal chandelier.
Final Thoughts: A Pittsburgh Spectacle
LeMont isn't just a restaurant -- it's an institution. A throwback to when men wore jackets to dinner and women carried clutch purses the size of VCRs. It's kitsch wrapped in velvet, served with a breadbasket that hasn't changed in 40 years.
If you're celebrating a milestone and want a heavy dose of Pittsburgh glam and glittered nostalgia, LeMont delivers -- unironically. But if you're chasing cutting-edge cuisine or ambiance under 90 decibels, look elsewhere.