Denver would not have been complete without a return trip to Snooze, the breakfast place that won my heart last time. After a week of car, cabins, camping, conversations, caverns, canyons, chex mix…we ended at breakfast. Matt, the waiter, said I could halve any benedict dish (I had smoked salmon benedict with leeks, marinated & roasted tomatoes, and cream cheese hollandaise) and pair with a pancake of my choice (sweet potato with caramel syrup and ginger butter). Which was a no brainer. And Matt, the waiter, told us about Falling Whistles.
Next up: New Orleans.