It’s funny. I’ve been writing about food for going on ten years now. I’ve won awards. I’ve written a book. And yet, the one piece of mine that’s actually been picked up and given wide (although unusual) distribution in national magazines and websites? The one I wrote about aliens–about the…

We all watched as the little girl with the blue leotard and blonde hair staggered on the mats. We all watched as she stood there, staring blindly out into the crowd, glancing up at the uneven bars, furrowing her small brows. Everyone in the place was watching. The room was…

Yesterday I wrote about my favorite gift from PETA. This one’s my second favorite. And yes, it is what it looks like: one of those little wind-up Easter chicks, only with its beak cut off, its eyes poked out and splashed in blood. Not real subtle, those PETA folks. But…

Since listing our top-ten green chile places last week, we’ve been swimming in the stuff, comparing this taste to that, defending our picks, revisiting our favorites and finally conducting a green chile smackdown. And it kills me to admit this, but in today’s side-by-side comparison of El Taco de Mexico…

There was a time when I swore that the best barbecue to be had in the state of Colorado was at the Bugling Bull Trading Post, a kind of general store/truck stop/campground supplier down on 1668 North Highway 67 in Sedalia. Pit man Mike Frislie used to run a kind…

On the blog this week, there’s been a lot of talk about green chile ’round these parts. We have eaten chile and argued about green chile, compared green chile and made a list of our favorite green chiles across the city. One thing we didn’t get into very much? Vegetarian…

I have a lot of reasons to hate PETA. They’re pushy, they’re nuts, they’re cultish and, occasionally, they’re terrorists. They’re positively militant in their defense of all god’s fuzziest critters, have no qualms in who they select as the targets of their campaigns (joyously going after women, children and Holocaust…

Saw this while I was wandering around South Federal Boulevard yesterday afternoon looking for soup. Ba Le has always been one of the best places in town to get a sandwich–probably the best place to get banh mi, and certainly the cheapest. But now, it looks like it’ll also be…

Yesterday, I talked about my infamous Richard Nixon mask — which hung in a place of honor at my desk for years before being packed away in a box to await our move to more expansive editorial digs. Today, the story behind memento that hung right next to Tricky Dick:…

Because of an office construction project, I had to clear off my desk — which meant moving seven years of accumulation. Every morning, I’ll share another uncovered item with you. Yes, folks, that is it. The famous Richard Nixon mask which I wore to protect my precious anonymity at all…

Like La Loma, La Cueva has some history behind it. Both places opened in the mid-’70s, both places quickly became destinations for Denver’s Mexican food fans. Over the years, both restaurants have prospered, but unlike La Loma’s owners, the Nuñez family has kept La Cueva in its original home on…

My first date was in a Tex-Mex restaurant. Actually, I should say that my first real date was in a Tex-Mex restaurant — real date meaning the first date which had, at its conclusion, a reasonable expectation of a girl touching me where my bathing suit covered and not, later,…

While cleaning my desk last week, I discovered that one single packing box could hold a couple hundred menus. Mostly take-out menus and dozens of single sheets stolen from fine dining joints, but also a few sleeved menus still in their fancy folders as well as entire press kits. So…

Sitting in the comfortable, Colonial dining room at La Loma on a Saturday night and watching as the waitress floats through the milling crowds, bringing me a big order of mesquite-grilled shrimp fajitas, served atop a veritable mountain of steaming, soft white onions, that real first date comes back whole:…

What is the taste of Colorado? I have been asking this question–in various forms, in various places–almost since the day I started this job. One of my very first columns was about the way green chile changes as you trace it up from Southern New Mexico and into Denver –…

Because of an office construction project, I had to clear off my desk — which meant moving seven years of accumulation. Every morning, I’ll share another uncovered item with you. Sometimes people ask me, “Sheehan? Why are you keeping all those boxes of carb-free muffin mix at your desk? Or…

Last week’s review?  All about a particularly good green and organic restaurant in Denver.  The column?  More about the green movement.  I wrote blogs about green eateries, made lists of them, and basically spent a week obsessing over the buzzword-heavy culture that has invaded the modern restaurant marketplace.This week, my…

Because of an office construction project, I had to clear off my desk — which meant moving seven years of accumulation. Every morning, I’ll share another uncovered item with you. Okay, so it’s fairly obvious what this is, right? A coconut. But where did said coconut come from? I don’t…

I found four squeaky cheeseburger toys while cleaning out my desk, from at least three different restaurants. This is one of them. I will spare you pictures of the rest. So now, the question becomes, what does a man with no dogs do with four squeaky cheeseburger toys? I mean,…