Just got off the phone with Troy Guard, former crown prince of the Jim Sullivan restaurant empire. I him caught up in the mountains in the middle of his preparation for the Telluride Festival of the Arts, going on today through Sunday. He’s holding down the culinary side of things…
A while back, two great friends of the Candy Girls went on an epic adventure through Japan and kindly asked if there was anything that we’d like them to bring back for us. We immediately thought of you, dear readers, and asked for candy! (That and we really really wanted…
Welcome to Mel’s. July’s heat dried up the outdoor patios, but now that temperatures have cooled off, patios are heating up again. Promising to be among the hottest in town: Mel’s Anti-Bistro at 1120 East Sixth Avenue. Charlie Master reports that the new patio opened this week, and it’s already…
My notes from my most recent meal at Il Posto are almost indecipherable — hasty scrawls on the back of an envelope I’d found in my car, on a credit-card receipt from my pocket. Moscato, they say. Froot loops, Van CA, stale, bur-stuffed chix boob, peach salt, shirt cuffs and…
In last week’s Bite Me, I got into the ongoing saga of the Master family and their restaurant empire, which now consists of just one Denver restaurant: Mel’s Anti-Bistro, at 1120 East Sixth Avenue. Talking with Mel and Jane and Charlie, I realized that I hadn’t talked with one of…
I grew up in Denver and remember seeing the Billy’s Inn sign at the corner of 44th and Lowell forever — but somehow, I’d never made it inside this iconic bar. The building got its start as a service station in the ’20s; in 1933, Billy and Judy Smith turned…
One of the first things I notice about Lodo’s Bar & Grill (1946 Market Street) is that many of the female employees have curves, and I don’t mean the humps made by a pair of 34Ds over a size-two waist. I mean hips, and asses that explain themselves. This actually…
Some restaurants change over time. Some places stay exactly the same. The mission of Second Helping is to separate one from the other. Via was an awesome restaurant when I reviewed it sixteen months ago. Opened by Venanzio and Anthony Momo — who also own Cucina Coloré in Cherry Creek…
Ever wonder what that über-cool barista is thinking while slinging your extra-foamy cappuccino – you know, the cute one who seems to really want to know how your day is going, but is actually just angling for a fiver slipped into the tip jar? Well, now you can find out…
Why, Buca? WHY?! What is this? Has someone created a little sidewalk memorial of flowers for the downtown Buca di Beppo? The restaurant closed its doors at 1400 Market Street a few weeks ago, but a sign remains in the window informing mourning patrons that they can still fill themselves…
My notes from my most recent meal at Il Posto are almost indecipherable — hasty scrawls on the back of an envelope I’d found in my car, on a credit-card receipt from my pocket. Moscato, they say. Fruit loops, Van CA, stale, bur-stuffed chix boob, peach salt, shirt cuffs and…
Jason Sheehan has said it before — right here, in fact — but we’ll say it again: 3 Sons Italian Restaurant is definitely open. Ignore the “for sale” sign on the building at 2915 West 44th Avenue, advises owner Michael Scarafiotti. Yes, he and his wife, Susan, plan to build…
Larimer Street is returning to its roots as the most respectable — or at least, easy — place in town to drink during the day. First came Snooze, at 2262 Larimer, with its breakfast menu and bar, and now there’s Euphoria Lounge and Coffee House, at 2048 Larimer. Euphoria opens…
Little Einsteins Fruity Stars General Mills Rating: Two spoons out of four Cereal description: Little Einsteins does indeed consist of fruity stars in a variety of shades: surprisingly bright yellow, light orange, watered-down green, aquamarine and a reddish hue that, for the sake of simplicity, I’ll call “red.” Clearly, Simpsons…
Hungry for more Jason Sheehan? You could either head over to Denvention, the annual sci fi confab now at the Colorado Convention Center, or just read the blogs that Sheehan, an avowed sci-fi geek, is writing here. They’re not food reviews, but they’re still mighty tasty…
It was only six short weeks ago that Candy Girls brought you the first of the LA-style frozen yogurt places to hit Denver, and now we have the second official opening in our fair city: Kuulture. Tucked away in Writers Square next to the American Apparel shop, it’s like our…
That crust is pretty chewy… Jared Jacang Maher’s August 2007 feature story about Denver International Airport conspiracy theories revolved around a lot of freeaakky phenomena. But even the looniest loons — make that “most knowing analysts” — alluded to in the article didn’t predict the appearance in Commerce City of…
For weeks now, we’ve been following the action — or lack thereof — at Moon Time, Westword’s nearby watering hole at 846 Broadway. When we stopped by almost three weeks ago, the joint was reportedly closed for HVAC work, and on August 2, a new sign on the door said…
For a decade, La Praviana served up authentic Salvadoran cooking — a rarity in this town — from a neat-as-a-pin storefront on South Broadway. Kyle Wagner reviewed it soon after it opened, and raved about the pupusas; six years later, Jason Sheehan was just as charmed, calling its menu “a…
Giant Statue of Liberty sculpture in the corner? Check. Blinged-up, chunky NY necklace covered in fake diamonds around said statue’s neck? Check. Sopranos memorabilia? Check. Shelf full of New York tchotchkes? Check. FDNY keepsakes on shelf? Check. Overtly patriotic pictures of the New York skyline, sans Twin Towers but full…
On another afternoon at Brooklyn M.C.’s Pizzeria (see review), I was sitting in the dining room waiting on a pizza, listening to the two cooks talk. An Andrea Bocelli song was playing, the blind tenor singing something pretty in Italian. Although the cooks seemed friendly enough, they hadn’t struck me…
When I was a teenager looking for trouble, my friends and I would head down to Larimer Square, then the only thing happening at night downtown, and sometimes even venture past the 1400 block of Larimer Street. A naïve suburbanite still in braces, I was always shaken at how quickly…
