Back2Lawrence wrote: ↑Tue Nov 26, 2024 12:42 pm
I also believe that breakfast food place should inherently serve hash browns.
Yes, this is a strike against it.
There's a spot nearby me that is extremely popular that gives you the option of breakfast potatoes or 2 hashbrowns.
I always opt for hashbrowns.
I get enthusiastic about breakfast potatoes. Last good hash browns were at the Village Coffee Shop..."890 square feet of reality, surrounded by Boulder."
The hash brown serving was massive, the sausage patties were handmade and way tastier than your average Jimmy Dean shit, the extra side of pancakes were big too, prompt frequent coffee refills, and I managed to get it all for under 20 bucks, even with the extras, even in Boulder.
Actually, let's segue the Village Coffee Shop into the first good dive review! Cuz man, Boulder's a doozy.
So one night we ended up at this little joint downtown called Pearl St Pub. It was a pretty lowkey Monday, few locals bellied up and that's about it.
But - there were these two older hippie doods playing an electric guitar/upright bass duo, and not just playing but absolutely wailing. Like really ridiculously talented. We heard them from down the street, which is why we went in.
They knew tons of tunes, took requests, and didn't miss a note. Good singers, and funny too. Like legit some of the best live performance I've seen in a long time.
As we're hanging, we figure out this place offers a particular tradition: there's a giant stuffed buffalo, and it's customary to come take your pic with it on your 21st birthday. You get a free birthday shot too. So, though the place is kinda low key, there's the occasional college kid birthday brigade coming in for shots and pics.
Other than that, just a few crusty drunks coming and going. Suddenly, the bartender is alerted outside. He runs out from behind the bar, and within seconds, there's all kinds of red and blue lights flashing out front. Apparently some dood who had just been bellied up next to me went out on the patio and started swinging a knife at everyone.
It took absolutely no time at all for like a dozen cops to swarm him. Like very promptly had this knife-wielding psycho subdued face down cuffed on the ground. They came outta nowhere too!
Pearl Street is funny like that...on one hand it's the bougiest pedestrian commercial mall you can imagine - the kinda place one goes to drop a thousand bucks on a ski jacket. On the other hand, it's the most derelict skid row you can imagine - the kinda place that's absolutely crawling with bums.
As such, the police presence is strong. Now they even have those portable surveillance things everywhere too - the little trailers with generators at the bottom and a telescoping tower that holds a bunch of cameras watching in every direction. Kinda ominous, really. Big brother shit.
Anywho, the entertainment cracks some joke in stride about all the excitement outside, then goes into a fantastic rendition of "Deal" by The John Mayer Cover Band. The bartender comes back in, offers a resigned chuckle and a head shake, sighs, "Mondays on Pearl Street huh," and offers another round.
A little later, the crowd picks up a little more and more. The vibe goes sort of away from crusty locals, and more toward two particular demographics:
1. These really awkward dorky tech bros in 1000 dollar ski jackets even though they seem to have no interest in skiing
2. These really ridiculously attractive young women in perfect makeup and scanty little cocktail dresses.
The two demographics take conspicuous interest in one another, except that they seem to have absolutely no business taking interest in one another...unless...wait a sec...is what I think is going down what is really going down?!
Overall the weird socioeconomic extremes (and suspected human trafficking) are kind of off-putting, tho the music was more than enough to make me wanna go back.
And Boulder, maybe more than any other place I've ever been, is somewhere I wish I could have experienced more before it became completely skewed with the new money Evil Rich People.
BiggDick wrote: ↑Tue Nov 26, 2024 12:42 pm
chopped ham steak and cheddar omelette smothered in pork green chili
Of all the things from Colorado I miss the most….
green Chili as a standard menu option and add-on (topping) is #1.
Food wise, closely followed by Snarf’s (I’m sure I’ve mentioned that place on here before)
Pete's Kitchen was in stumbling distance of my daughter's apartment when she lived in Denver. Ate here several times when I came go visit. My go to was a gyro omelet smothered in green chile with a mountain of hashbrowns. Sounds weird but it was pretty freakin good.
I used to live in that hood myself. That stretch of town is like prime time Diners and Dives...and maybe an even more likely place to get stabbed by a hobo than Pearl St.
Back2Lawrence wrote: ↑Tue Nov 26, 2024 12:04 pm
I think Lawrence breakfast places are highly overrated.
Lady bird is good, but so fucking expensive. The Roost and Milton’s are Meh at best.
I lived in LFK for most of the 80s. Drake Bakery was great for good, cheap breakfasts. Paradise was really good too if you were feeling wealthy. I cooked at the Cornucopia which had great breakfasts too but didn't open until 11 so I can't consider a breakfast joint.
BiggDick wrote: ↑Tue Nov 26, 2024 2:06 pm
that looks way freakin good!
Pete's kitchen on Colfax?
I used to live in that hood myself. That stretch of town is like prime time Diners and Dives...and maybe an even more likely place to get stabbed by a hobo than Pearl St.
Yup, the apartment my daughter and her bubby lived in shared a parking lot with Pete's.
I lived a few blocks down, near City Park, closer to The Denver Biscuit/Fat Sully's Pizza/Atomic Cowboy bar joint.
That place was good, but not exceptionally divey.
Rather, the spot to go was "Rock Bar." (RIP)
It was this sweaty dance hall DJ club in the basement of the uber-seedy "All-Inn Motel" (Also RIP). Pretty sure they rented rooms by the hour, cuz Rock Bar's de facto business motto was, "here to give you chlamydia."
Both places have since closed...man, there goes Denver culture.
I do believe Steuben’s was on 3D. Or some other show just like it. Their food was good, but one of my ex-managers was hired to run it at one point (I believe he got fired). I don’t doubt that, as he was over-the-top stereotypical bad ego-driven restaurant manager.
Fortunately, most of the Chef’s I had were fantastic humans, which can be hard to find. Some total cock gobblers running kitchens.
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I’m not sure what’s there now, but the Arby’s (I think, or BK) on Colfax near Vine sold for 4 million or something when I lived there. Completely ridiculous lol.
