Guess where I'm eating?

For anyone who was born and raised in Denver, especially all you westsiders, the above snap should be instantly recognizable.

It's been at least twenty years since I stepped foot inside this Mexican compound that still commands thirty-minute waits on a Saturday night and still squiggles its frozen margaritas with whipped cream. And its signature menu item, while not nearly as good as I remember it (in fact, it's not good at all), continues to keep the kitchen winded.

Can you guess where I'm reliving my youth?

Special bonus: Anyone who gives the first correct answer to the week's Where am I drinking/eating posts is entered into a pool -- and every Monday, we select one lucky winner who'll receive a DINR deck, worth up to $520 in discounts at independent restaurants.

Read all about DINR decks here.

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