Men, have you ever peed into something that was not meant to be peed into? Of course you have. Gatorade bottles. Coffee cans. We have even heard tales involving cat boxes. Now, there is no shame in going when you really need to go, but we believe that a good leak merits a certain level of decorum, and nowhere in the Twin Cities have we found a more appropriate vessel than the men's room at Stasiu's. The urinals at this venerable Nordeast joint are monumental. Four feet high and cast in porcelain, they resemble ancient Roman architecture. They also provide ample privacy and a tremendous margin for error. Clearly, they were meant to be peed into. Women have even been known to duck in for a look at these magnificent pissoirs.