Dinner dates with a homegirl are just the best. So for a little background, my best friend Liz loves her some pizza. Her house parties even in high school always involved delicious homemade pizza that I will never forget. Even when we did a summer internship in New York together during Uni, I always trusted her judgement when it came to pizza joints.
Anyways, she took me to one of her favorite Denver spots, Hops & Pie, for a dinner date when I was last in the Mile High City. I secretly wish there was one in Paris that I could go to all the fucking time because it was some top notch mountain pie. You can pair a brew with your artisanal pizza, with the help of their divine beer menu in a simple Mead binder (yeah, the kind you use in Elementary and Middle School… simplicity = key): cans, bottles and pours from both Colorado and other state’s craft breweries. The bar is impréssionnant, with the colorful taps lined up and loud conversation happening. It really is just a good place to be. That’s a nice feeling when you’re out to eat.
Simple and family friendly with a little hustle bustle, it’s some of Denver’s best pizza and the perfect spot for a dinner out or to be delivered to you while you’re binge watching a good series on Netflix.
Hops & Pie
3920 Tennyson Street
Denver, CO 80212
While in Denver over the holidays, a weekend in Santa Fe was the perfect getaway within a getaway… entre filles. With my homegirls Liz and Caroline we made the trek due south for a mini 1-night road trip. Only 6 hours from Denver, one of the sources of my mom’s inspiration and taste and a place my bestie knew pretty darn well, believe it or not, I had never been. This entire post was prepared while listening to the song “Santa Fe” from my favorite musical, Rent, on repeat by the way. Ahem.
On the drive down we saw quite a bit of diverse landscapes: blue skies, a blizzard, icey mountain roads, South Park, the Collegiate Peaks covered with hats made of fog, lonely general stores that almost looked abandoned, the Great Sand Dunes from afar, the Colorado/New Mexico border…
Santa Fe is small but filled with history and traditions and it’s own vibe. The adobe buildings bring a whole completely, uniquely and utterly adorable look to the cityscape: one with more nature and for some reason a bit more of a cozy feeling. Something about it is just as charming as fuck. Many of the details were those that inspired my mom to decorate our home, so it all seemed awkwardly familiar. Having always seen my mom in her Native American jewelry as an Arizona-born gal, the local shops had windows filled with silver adorned with stones I somehow knew the name to. Alas, it was a fun experience, and our brief spin through the town still felt so worth it to me with two of my favorite gals on the planet.
Dragon Room @ The Pink Adobe // Restaurant & Bar // Cocktails out
Pasqual’s // Restaurant // Fancy New Mexican meal
The Plaza // Main square with local jewelers and shops
Tune up café // Café // Killer breakfast burrito
Sometimes all you need is a damn good taco smothered with queso and green chili and a variety of so many other delicious things. Luckily in Denver we have a lot of options… but nothing is quite like Pinches.
Pinche Tacos was originally a taco truck, and now they’ve got a taqueria as well. Located in City Park West, Pinche Tacos (where you can eat sitting down, as they say) has got a full bar with great music and a fab atmosphere.
Liz and I went one night when Happy Hour was all night. Why? More like why not?! While sipping our delicious creatively crafted tequila cocktails, we balled at the menu of tacos trying to figure out which ones to get.
Although every taco looked delicious, we went with queso a la plancha, camaron a la parilla and asada. Since they are served à la carte, you can just choose whichever mix you want. I think it’s the best way to order tacos! (Tacos are priced between $2.95 and $4.50 each).
This particular night we were sitting at the bar, so we could watch the dudes make the tacos, which was so exciting. How they melt the cheese was so intriguing…
Meanwhile, I’m dreaming of green chili back here in Paris. Next time I’m in the mile high city, I plan to pop by their taco truck to eat standing up.
Do you know what the name of the restaurant actually means in Spanish? Hehe.
1514 York Street
Denver, Colorado 80206