<![CDATA[Boulder - Weekly - Restaurant Review]]> <![CDATA[That’ll work]]> This food was made for beer. So it’s a good thing the beer at Pumphouse Brewery in Longmont is both tasty and plentiful. Otherwise who knows if this bustling restaurant, with an attached bar called Red Zone, would be so bustling. That is to say, most diners in touch with reality and their own pretention, give a pass to fast casual bar and grills on the quality of the meals that accompany the beer, so long as the food is fresh and filling.]]> <![CDATA[Moby taco]]> While CyclHOPS vending tacos and bikes from one shop fronted with bike tools to aid commuters is an idea that deserves some sort of Nobel Prize, it also seemed slightly ironic that the location was on the sort of semi-rural drag strip of a street cyclists tend to avoid for fear of losing one of their three dimensions.]]> <![CDATA[The return of succulent sushi]]> About a year ago, I was dismayed to learn that Longmont's Ichiban was suspending its sushi and sashimi service, as this was perhaps my favorite spot for variations on the raw fish theme. I was out of sorts until learning that a retooled version of Ichiban reopened late last fall with sushi Sensei John back at the helm.]]> <![CDATA[The bison house that Ted built]]> Typically I resist reviewing chains, although a combination of curiosity and coincidence compelled me to check out Ted’s Montana Grill, cable magnate turned environmentalist/land baron Ted Turner’s culinary endeavor. When it comes to outspoken American billionaires, I’ve always preferred Turner’s vaguely crazed bravado, such as when he won America’s Cup in the ’70s, to Donald Trump’s cranky hyperbole.]]> <![CDATA[Top-notch sushi in an unassuming spot]]> Given the sushi expertise present, I chose to ignore such offerings as the Saturday shoyu or miso broth ramen lunch special and various bento boxes. Instead I focused on sushi specials, and my opening gambit was a $12 white fish lovers’ special.]]> <![CDATA[Getting dizzy on Boulder’s newest donuts]]> I fed Mara donuts until she wept. Well, not really, although we certainly did a fine job of indulging ourselves at Dizzy’s Donuts, Boulder’s newest venue serving fresh takes on old-school baked goods.]]> <![CDATA[Can’t complain]]> As applied to restaurants no less than to novels or films, the adjective “critic-proof ” is usually a backhanded compliment, acknowledging the consumer savvy rather than the craftsmanship of the producer in question.]]> <![CDATA[Chicken a la antlers]]> The Sunday brunch menu has a few crossover items from the chicken-centric dinner menu, but focuses more on traditional breakfast items like roast beef hash ($11) and a delicious-sounding egg-battered slab of Texas toast dressed up in bourbon apples ($9).]]> <![CDATA[SALT’s chocolate tart: a recipe for forgiveness]]> Over my three visits to SALT, the service has been somewhat erratic. But what SALT lacks in consistent courtesy they make up for with desserts that will make you forget your woes, much less any minor offense received at the door.]]> <![CDATA[Tiffins, tiffins, tiffins a to-go bag]]> When Tiffin’s opened two years ago, its focus was solely on vegetarian food common in southern India. This year, they’ve expanded their menu by also offering meat and, notably, some new northern Indian dishes.]]> <![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[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[Here’s the twist]]> There’s a surprising amount of room onboard Louise. Chef Michael DeBoer and his wife Lori bought the old and deteriorating truck, which had lived a life as the famed Cheese Louise mobile restaurant. It died of having a hole in the floor underneath the driver’s seat, and truck-grade osteoporosis, which caused its support beams to rust to dust. ]]> <![CDATA[Brunch at Boulder’s Brasserie Ten Ten]]> Seated at a sunny outdoor table so as to best emulate a Parisian sidewalk experience, we began with full-bodied cups of $2.50 coffee.]]> <![CDATA[Yellowbelly is for Boulder´s culinary chickens]]> The breast meat contained within Yellowbelly´s fried white strips comes from chickens as free-range, vegetarian and local as a CU sociology major. Fried white indeed.]]> <![CDATA[Tossa Pizza strikes a balance]]> For some odd reason, when I first heard of Boulder’s new eatery, Tossa Pizza, my mind swiftly visualized Luigi Risotto reciting this restaurant’s name in a comical Italian accent.]]> <![CDATA[Farm to fast food]]> The Colorado chain has been slinging spinach since 2004, steadily growing from a single saladteria in Denver to a dozen locations statewide, with company owners saying they are looking to open as many as 50 more outlets in the next five years. MAD Greens may not be winning friends by The Simpsons’.]]> <![CDATA[Just in time]]> Finding a place at the Boulder breakfast table is often troublesome. Though it’s not necessarily a Boulder-specific problem — the truth is that, proportionately, there aren’t a lot of breakfast joints, and people like eating breakfast out. It’s cheap, it’s delicious and it’s just to easier to order a fried egg than to make one.]]> <![CDATA[Ramen 2.0]]> The restaurant is called My Ramen & Izakaya, and they serve ramen, Japanese rice bowls, seafood and a few other miscellaneous items and drinks. An izakaya is sort of like a pub; a Japanese-style bar and drinking parlor.]]> <![CDATA[Keeping it hush-hush]]> Groucho Marx famously sent a telegram to the Friars Club, a selective association of entertainers that counted the comedian among its membership. His wire went like this: “Please accept my resignation. I don’t want to belong to any club that will accept people like me as a member.]]>