For that transplant in your life — and we’ve all got some — nothing says “Colorado is my home, really, I mean it” like some swanky state gear complete with that superfluous Colorado flag logo. And while that stuff’s a dime a dozen these days — those “Made in Colorado” stores are no longer vanquished to just the 16th Street Mall but found at nearly every retail location from the Front Range to the Western Slope — if you want truly authentic Centennial State gear, head over to Colorado hipster paradise, Coloradical.
To limit yourself to a single meal or item at Denver’s shiny new Central Market on Larimer Street is to wave a centrally-located finger-bird at the entire field of culinary arts. Opened just this fall, Central Market is a foodie’s orgasmic paradise. Craving fresh baguettes? Hop over to Izzio Artisan Bakery.
There are ways to help a bit with a hangover, but Gursky says there are some things people do that are virtual locks to make a hangover worse. The simple, sad truth is, if you guzzle champagne and whatever other boozy treat comes your way on New Year’s Eve, you’re in for a hard day Jan. 1.
In capturing the Moravian spirit, start by making or buying paper Moravian Stars. These stars, which have 25 or 26 points, are often found illuminating windows or perched above porches during the holidays. They date back to the 1700s when Moravian students in Germany constructed the stars to aid math lessons. The luminescent stars were seen as early as 1747, lighted in windows of buildings in the Moravian community of Herrnhaag, Germany, according to historians.
A state road map overlaid with a cutout of a marijuana leaf, attached to the word “Colorado,” the print works well in the color green — an obvious choice — but is also available in blue, purple, red or black.
You’re in Colorado now. You eat ice cream all winter. But the holidays are too special for just chocolate or butter brickle.
“You gotta be involved,” said Tom Sullivan, whose son, Alex, was killed during the 2012 Aurora theater shooting. “They’re not coming to my couch to talk about this, I can’t make any change from there.”
The Libertarian ticket, headlined by former Governor of New Mexico Gary Johnson and his running mate, former Governor of Massachusetts Bill Weld, is attempting to claw to the top of said 50-vehicle abomination after decades of being forced to dawn the equivalent of a political invisibility cloak
For those of you who haven’t been glued to one of the oldest fish-wrappers in the state, The Aurora Sentinel, allow me to introduce myself. I am Quidnunc, chief canard for that wanton rag. I am veritable veracity frosted in wit. I am your humble servant and seek only to tell what I know so you can draw your own conclusions.