Jack A. Weil One of Jack A. Weil’s favorite lines: “Where were you when I was your age?” This year, for the first time, when Jack A. asked me that question, I could honestly say this: “Well, at least I’d been born.” At the age of 107, Jack A. Weil,…
Still up in the air. Frontier Airlines, which is fighting to stay aloft, yesterday floated two telling communiques. The first announced that the Denver-based airline had received a $30 million installment of the $75 million loan from Republic Airways Holdings that was approved by a bankruptcy judge on August 5…
David Carr. I do not remember when I first met David Carr, who makes three local appearances on August 13. At some point, he just appears in my memories of the annual meetings of the Association of Alternative Newsweeklies, the trade association for papers like Westword, where editors and publishers…
My notes from my most recent meal at Il Posto are almost indecipherable — hasty scrawls on the back of an envelope I’d found in my car, on a credit-card receipt from my pocket. Moscato, they say. Fruit loops, Van CA, stale, bur-stuffed chix boob, peach salt, shirt cuffs and…
Jason Sheehan has said it before — right here, in fact — but we’ll say it again: 3 Sons Italian Restaurant is definitely open. Ignore the “for sale” sign on the building at 2915 West 44th Avenue, advises owner Michael Scarafiotti. Yes, he and his wife, Susan, plan to build…
“Famous authors, phone home.” So now it’s done. The Klingons have all gone home; the fans, laden with souvenirs, are back in their bedrooms arranging their newly autographed copies of The Alien Years and dealer’s room bric-a-brac. The writers (an incredible profusion of them, some of the biggest names in…
Larimer Street is returning to its roots as the most respectable — or at least, easy — place in town to drink during the day. First came Snooze, at 2262 Larimer, with its breakfast menu and bar, and now there’s Euphoria Lounge and Coffee House, at 2048 Larimer. Euphoria opens…
In full bloom. Here’s how you insure that your Denver Daisy is in blooming good health: You get it from professionals, already fully grown (or close enough). Earlier this summer, I reported on how my attempts to grow a Denver Daisy — the special species designed to honor Denver’s 150th…
Here’s where the DNC media will be camping. With the opening of the Democratic National Convention exactly two weeks away, national media organizations have begun to move into the giant white tents that surround the Pepsi Center. As you can see, there’s much work to be done, and the matter…
Sounds like the author of “36 Hours in Denver,” published in the New York Times on August 10 and geared to the upcoming Democratic National Convention, wasn’t completely thrilled with the assignment — or with doing much fact-checking, either. The only two restaurants mentioned as potential stops during those 36…
“Who brought the Doritos?” The annual Denvention has landed in Denver, and Jason Sheehan is there. Click here to read his first report from the science fiction convention. What with all the time I’ve spent talking with people who invent scenarios of contact between human beings and alien civilizations –…
As part of our continuous team coverage of Denvention, intrepid reporter Joe Tone took a trip down to Shotgun Willie’s on Thursday night in hopes of catching some attendees from the 66th World Science Fiction Convention in flagrante delicto and getting nasty with some of Denver’s finest amateur pole enthusiasts…
Hungry for more Jason Sheehan? You could either head over to Denvention, the annual sci fi confab now at the Colorado Convention Center, or just read the blogs that Sheehan, an avowed sci-fi geek, is writing here. They’re not food reviews, but they’re still mighty tasty…
Hurry, voters, hurry. A friend who’s not exactly a man-of-the-people and thus would like to avoid crowds at the voting booths Tuesday was confused by a recent Denver Votes! mailing from the Denver Elections Division. He’s smart, if not social, but he was still puzzled by these instructions: Note! 1…
“What? No talking cats?” The annual Denvention has landed in Denver, and Jason Sheehan is there. Click here to read his first report from the science fiction convention. Many years ago — long before I had this gig, long before I even really had a career to call my own…
We were back at the Buckhorn Exchange, sitting under that two-headed calf (“really two-faced,” said one of my dining companions), trying to decide between the alligator and rattlesnake appetizers (we went with alligator — which really does taste like chicken once it’s battered and fried) and debating whether it’s possible…
That crust is pretty chewy… Jared Jacang Maher’s August 2007 feature story about Denver International Airport conspiracy theories revolved around a lot of freeaakky phenomena. But even the looniest loons — make that “most knowing analysts” — alluded to in the article didn’t predict the appearance in Commerce City of…
For weeks now, we’ve been following the action — or lack thereof — at Moon Time, Westword’s nearby watering hole at 846 Broadway. When we stopped by almost three weeks ago, the joint was reportedly closed for HVAC work, and on August 2, a new sign on the door said…
“Take me to your leader… David Duchovny.” For those of you who missed the memo (or last week’s Night & Day story or Kenny Be’s awesome cartoon), let me remind you once again that should you see a Klingon wandering 14th Street or someone on Stout singing songs about Dungeons…
For a decade, La Praviana served up authentic Salvadoran cooking — a rarity in this town — from a neat-as-a-pin storefront on South Broadway. Kyle Wagner reviewed it soon after it opened, and raved about the pupusas; six years later, Jason Sheehan was just as charmed, calling its menu “a…
Politics makes strange bedfellows — even when one of those fellows plans to go nowhere near his bed during the Democratic National Convention. Developer Stan Kroenke is married to Ann Walton Kroenke, number 336 on Forbes.com’s most recent list of billionaires; her uncle, Sam Walton, founded Wal-Mart. And Ann helped…
There was the time that Scott Lamm got caught, well, doing something that many teenagers do sooner or later. And the time Roy Romer put in a dance floor, in case he wanted to have a hoedown. And the time Bill Ritter sang karaoke. And then there was the time…
