Denver Daze

There is so much to do in the Denver area.  This is our 8th summer in Colorado, and we are still seeing new things.  On Saturday, we joined our daughter, Lisa and her husband, Ken, in a min-tour.  First on the agenda was a whiskey tour at Stranahan's.  This is a small, local distillery located in a former beer brewery.  The roasted barley goes through the same process as beer at the beginning, but then goes through two additional distillations.  After the second distillation it comes out at 110 proof.  That is some potent stuff!  Pure Rocky Mountain spring water is added to bring it down to 94 proof before it is sold.  Although there was a free small sample at the end, I passed on the opportunity.

Next stop: Steuben's, which was featured in Diners, Drive ins and Dives.  This converted auto garage is in the downtown area and the place was packed when we arrived around 5 PM.   Ken, Lisa and I all had the lobster roll which is one of their specialties.  Every other day, they fly in fresh lobster from Maine.  It was delicious, second only to the lobster roll that we inhaled at a Bar Harbor restaurant 4 years ago.  The calories I "saved" by not having a drink of whiskey were consumed here.  Oh well, we all have our weaknesses.

Last, but not least, we followed Lisa and Ken to the Voodoo Doughnut Shop.  The walk was about 3/4 of a mile each way, but well worth it.  

This place is open 24 hours a day, so anyone wanting a "doughnut fix" can always get one of their delightful treats.  We barely made it inside the door since the waiting line was all the way back to that spot.

Lots to choose from, so it is best to go to their website BEFORE you get there and make a decision.  Otherwise, you'll probably wind up with at least half a dozen doughnuts.  Good for the taste buds, but absolutely horrible for the waist line!  Is this where they get the phrase "waist not, want not" (or something like that)??

Of course, breakfast on Sunday morning was a cup of coffee and a Voodoo doll doughnut.

On Tuesday, we drove back downtown to take a tour of the Molly Brown House.  Margaret Brown (know to her friends as Maggie) never was referred to as "Molly".  That was the invention of Hollywood and the movie "The Unsinkable Molly Brown".  She was quite a woman, and planned to run for political office even before woman had the opportunity to vote!  As I read more information in the museum store, it said she died "a tired, worn out woman at the age of 59".  Good grief, 59 is young!  At least from my perspective it is.  I just wish I could be 59 again....and still be retired.  Guess that isn't going to happen. : (

And it just happened that we had to drive past the Voodoo Doughnut store on our way back to Cherry Creek State Park.  Shucks.  The truck almost seemed to automatically know that we were within striking distance and pulled over to the curb.  The $1.00 in the parking meter and the few block walk to the store was well worth it.  

At least you'll be glad to know that I didn't eat the peach fritter all by myself.  Don and I split it for lunch.  With the peaches and the cream cheese frosting, we covered all the basic food groups:  fruit, dairy, starch and sugar!