Last week's review of Mark & Isabella was a disaster. This week's review of the Chili Verde is the opposite -- not just a good story about two or three or four meals out somewhere, but one that spills over into dreaming about great meals yet to come.
I wanted everything on the menu at Chili Verde; I only had the chance to eat about half of it. Maybe less. I wasn't able to wait long enough for the Yanez-Mota brothers who run the place to get their liquor license and start serving, so I couldn't have my poblanos crepes or pork in green chile sauce with a couple of cold beers on the side as God intended. But I can look forward to having a proper dinner there in the future.
This is one of those restaurants -- and one of those families -- that will succeed or fail based entirely on the amount of support that Denver's grubniks show over the next few months. It's a place that will either flourish or wither, all depending on the dining choices that we make.
So I'm going to go back as often as I can. And I suggest that all of you out there in Hotcakesland check out the review tomorrow, and then start making plans to do the same.