Down and Out in Denver

I grew up in a rather small suburb of an East Coast city far, far away… It wasn’t always a life of bright lights and big cities for dear, old Alastair. Right next door to my hometown was an even smaller town named Heidelberg. As you might  imagine, it was a community primarily occupied by immigrants: Irish, Polish, Ukrainian, Italian, and German. Thanks to this experience, I love a good pierogi, pampushky, and golumpki (aka stuffed cabbage rolls) every so often. So, when I stumbled across the Heidelberg, located at 1270 Marion Street, it was love at first sight. 

My mother had a wonderful collection of German beer steins and I often have thoughts of passing the Heidelberg one day… door ajar… and sounds of German drinking and beer garden songs coming from within… Tausend Fasser Bier or Kranzerl Polka. Who doesn’t love a good old German Oom-Pah Band!? A boy can dream… 

Aren't you boys cold in those shorts?!

Das Heidelberg ist fantastisch!