<![CDATA[Boulder - Weekly - Restaurant Review]]> <![CDATA[No furry blue puppets, just good Korean]]> Exploring the basement food court on University Hill, I recently encountered an eatery with the unlikely moniker of Goody Monster. I was mildly disappointed to discover that the person behind the counter wasn’t a furry blue puppet with ping-pong ball eyes.]]> <![CDATA[Tracking down perfection]]> You have to appreciate the moxie of a restaurant that is open until it sells out. Especially when you set up shop at the end of an empty parking lot, triangulated by Buffalo Wild Wings, PetSmart and Super Target, in the perpetually under construction, unglamorous superdevelopment of Superior.]]> <![CDATA[Beers, burgers and Belgium]]> West Flanders is a Belgian province known for significant events in both World Wars, notably the bloody fighting around Ypres and the Dunkirk evacuation. It also has a reputation for the peculiar practice of cat flinging. Lastly, and perhaps most relevantly, it has a longstanding tradition of brewing high-quality beers.]]> <![CDATA[An old favorite endures]]> I’m not sure if this is more Pavlovian or Proustian, but for many normal folks, hearing a particular song transports them back to a particular time and place. For example, I’ll always associate the first day I set foot in Boulder in 1994 with Seal’s “Prayer for the Dying,” as that was playing on the then-local station. Unlike normal people, I’ll also associate restaurants with certain times in my life. For that mid-Clinton era, I’ll fondly recall long-defunct eateries like the LA Diner and Trios.]]> <![CDATA[Culinary ambition in north Boulder]]> At both lunch and dinner, the menu is divided into small plates, soups, salads, burgers and entrees. Entrees range from house-made pasta with red sauce to formidable duck confit cassoulet. Consigliere Keith and I sought out a hearty lunch to kick off the work week, and 4580's offerings appeared to be positioned to satisfy our needs.]]> <![CDATA[Cheese Importers warehouse expands to offer more than cheese]]> Themed shops and restaurants — whether French, Mexican, Southwestern or others — can either go very right, as in tasteful, or very wrong, as in tacky. Bistrot des Artistes has been done tastefully.]]> <![CDATA[A special place]]> It’s prime rib night at the tavern. There’s a happy murmur in the dining room, likely because it’s the kind of place where you can get a fat prime rib and baked potato for ten bucks on a Monday night. The prime rib special is about community. I have driven into the night on some interstate countless times, headed for some easy weekend retreat, and popped into an Al’s or a Roadside or a Moonlight, finding a cheerful community, switching booths, chatting up neighbors and laughing at playful waitress sass.]]> <![CDATA[Solid Italian for a song]]> Il Pastaio%uFFFDs a petite spot situated a stone%uFFFDs throw from the 30th Street King Soopers. While it can be crowded during peak meal times, it retains a cozy, casual, caf%u9B6Cike atmosphere. Lunch-time ordering takes place at the counter, where alreadyprepared courses sit in a steam table, ready to be served on demand.]]> <![CDATA[An old-school diner with smart updates]]> The surrounding environs are an eclectic place where traditional homes ringed by porches rub shoulders with boxy modernistic houses where the occupants would be well-advised not to throw stones. True to the New Urbanist ideal of walkability, there's also a smattering of retail space here, including wine shops and other spots offering food and drink.]]> <![CDATA[From one home to another]]> To be honest, Flower Pepper’s reputation preceded my visit. In just a few short months of business, Flower Pepper has already amassed dozens of emphatic reviews online.]]> <![CDATA[A good bite]]> Out of the disemboweled corpse of a failed Chili’s emerged the shiny new Murphy’s Tap House in Louisville earlier this month. And though there are definite similarities in the skeletal structure of the two restaurants, Murphy’s Tap House has done enough in its remodel to differentiate itself from the fast casual chain both in the quality and diversity of the menu, as well as the slightly more authentic vibe within the walls of the building.]]> <![CDATA[Experience it]]> I cringe when the third course arrives at Gold Hill Inn. I cringe because I realize there’s no way to describe this unique experience without feeling gross and unqualified. You can’t review Gold Hill Inn in the same way you can’t review, say, a whale. You can’t review it because it is unique, earnest and wonderful in a way that cannot be put into words but can only be experienced.]]> <![CDATA[Les bon temps]]> great Boulder restaurants. It strikes a chord in the community. When we talk about the Boulder location, we talk about the Victorian home just off Pearl Street in which diners cram in to every corner every morning. We talk about the worn fabric rags the silverware comes in, the chicory coffee and the Creole art on the walls.]]> <![CDATA[Going off campus]]> The location seems a bit out there, but Off Campus Cafe was there when we needed it. It was breakfast time on a recent Saturday morning. In Boulder, Lucky’s Café was four parties deep on the clipboard; Walnut Café was so flooded we got back in the car as soon as we got out; and the Village Coffee Shop had a line so long we just scoffed and drove right past it.]]> <![CDATA[The food next door]]> Three things distinguish The Kitchen [Next Door] from its namesake neighbor, namely a focus on swift service for time-constrained diners, menu offerings all less than $9, and a family-friendly emphasis. Open since June, this eatery succeeds on all these counts, although one suspects the current customer base consists more of hip foodies than literal small fry.]]> <![CDATA[Temperature matters]]> The best fish and chips I ever had were at some wharf-side shack on Granville Island in Vancouver. Hands numb and cramped under a space heater, wet from it being Vancouver in November, and tired from a long, lost walk… temperature mattered. A crispy, thick shell held in steaming halibut, and all was in balance.]]> <![CDATA[George's Food & Drink hauntingly delicious]]> George’s Food & Drink, adjoining the Boulder Theater, is named for the unfortunate George Paper who perished in the theater decades ago. Supposedly the victim of an accidental hanging, he’s a restless soul said to still roam the building, a wispy shape in a drape. Others hold him responsible for the mysterious disappearance of several light bulbs. Apparently George likes it dark. George’s Food & Drink 2028 14th St., Boulder 303-998-9350]]> <![CDATA[The secret]]> Not because the food isn’t fantastic, but because while most Boulder restaurants are clustered in one of the city’s two walking neighborhoods, or in major-roadway stripmalls you could easily wander into, Dagabi Cucina is tucked away in the back spot...]]> <![CDATA[Mexican that meets expectations]]> 3 Margaritas maintains much of the lively color scheme of Sol Azteca, augmented by efficient, low-key and welldressed servers — Carin felt their ties added a touch of class.]]> <![CDATA[Why do they even give you chopsticks?]]> The rapid-service sushi joint offers 12 different rolls, or the choice to design your own. All are available as bowls, but are intended to be served as burrito-sized hand rolls, wrapped in foil and halved. It’s the perfect example of what Steve Jobs meant when he said the job of entrepreneurs was to provide what consumers didn’t yet know they wanted.]]>