Friday night, Joey and I went out with two other couples from our church. The plan was to meet at Chubby’s, supposedly a Mexican restaurant in a less than pretentious part of town, which no one had frequented prior to this night. But hey, we’re adventurous (or trying to be) so we headed out with low-medium hopes. We were the first to arrive at this fine establishment and decided to go ahead and wait for the others inside. You know that feeling of confusion you get when you’re trying to read directions on a box only to realize, belatedly that they’re in another language? Well, if you can relate, then you’re close to experiencing our night. It was indeed, a Mexican place which served food; a dining establishment, it was not. A bar lined one wall of the galley, which was less for eating than waiting on one’s order while the opposite wall contained a cutout masquerading as a counter for orders. As Joey and I made our way in to wait for the others, we had the distinct feeling of being out of place. However, one look at the menu explained the bustling scene we stumbled upon (okay, really walked into directly, but I’m convinced everyone else there thought we were lost by the quizzical looks thrown our way). Burritos smothered in green chili - $5. Half dozen tamales - $6. A great story to tell once safely back in suburbia – Priceless. Nevertheless, once the others arrived, it was quickly decided Chubby’s was not the ideal place to sit and shoot the breeze over chips and salsa.
Round 2 found us at Gaetano’s. With a wait of 45 minutes or more, no amount of delicious smelling Italian food could hold our attention. We will return though, if only to soak up the Denver mob history which resides at 3760 Tejon Street.
Success at last. When all else fails, La Loma Mexican Restaurant will prevail. Even with a full parking lot, the wait was short, the food satisfying, and above all else, an atmosphere conducive to lingering and laughing. After our long night of restaurant hopping, our group was ready to do plenty of both. We had a great time catching up with friends and swapping grandparent stories.
Oh, and we definitely plan on visiting Chubby’s after church. Joey pass up a cheap burrito and green chili? I think not.
What was for dinner? mmmm...Maggiano's
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