Denver was losing another landmark. A liquid landmark, sure, but these more modest monuments to everyday life are what create the real flavor of a city.
As Duffy's regulars and irregulars alike bonded over the bad news last Friday, they started compiling a list of other lamented losses. The Terminal, with its three happy hours a day. (Consolation prize: the space just celebrated its tenth anniversary as the LoDo Jax). The Riviera in Glendale, the first bar I visited in town, set in an old quonset hut — then later leveled and rebuilt as an outpost of Las Delicias. (Good green chile, but still...)
As the beer flowed, so did the names of great joints where you can still raise a glass. Club 404, owned by the Feld family for more than fify years. Campus Lounge. Carioca Bar. Stadium Inn. Mozart Lounge. My Brother's Bar. Brewery Bar II. Lancer Lounge. Recovery Room. Some, like Don's Mixed Drinks, have survived ownership changes and stayed as deliciously divey as ever. Others, like the former Punch Bowl, have changed owners and orientation, and are working their way back up to joint status.
Before the town's last, best joints issue their own last call, I'm compiling a list of Denver's true dives. It's a work in progress; please feel free to pour out your own opinions. Cheers. — Patricia Calhoun