I lived in Friendship for 6 months in 2016 and never knew the Condrin was there until I happened to pass it one night when the door was open and looking in where you would expect to see a house there was a bar. It’s a novel thing to someone who has never lived in a city as old and densely developed as Pittsburgh. When a buddy of mine visited a couple of years later and we were bar hopping we stopped in. It seemed like we were the only two people in the bar that didn’t know everyone else there. We were not treated poorly though it felt like we stood out for being two pretty average dudes in their early 40s. At any rate, we had a couple of domestic bottles and hung out until a younger patron put Kid Rock on the jukebox. On the inside it felt pretty much like a standard tavern with lower than average ceilings.