After our day of teeth-chattering rapid adventures, we (I) decided a night in the city (Denver) would be fun. He said: “A city is a city,” and I said, “Well I want to spend a night in it.” So it was decided.
Here’s a glimpse at how parts of our vacation rolled – we booked our dinner reservation and our hotel on our way into the city that afternoon. The rafting ended around 3pm and we got to Denver close to 5. We Pricelined a hotel downtown and Grouponed our dinner.
Luckily our reservations were later in the evening so my tired self had time to take a nap. The combination of not sleeping much, hiking all day, exhausting my body through shivering and teeth chattering, plus less oxygen had me feeling extra tired. I’m a great napper under normal conditions so imagine that on steroids.
Denver is a beautiful city with an even better backdrop of the mountains. I’m sorry I don’t have more pictures of it to share with you. The Groupon that we found for dinner was for a fancy place called The Broker. Normally I would not have expected us to go to such a place, even for a vacation and celebratory date night rolled into one. But since we got it for more than 50% off thanks to the Groupon, I agreed.
As a girl who is almost always in spandex and sweats, I do love getting the chance to dress up. Especially for someone who appreciates it. I took some time to straighten my hair, put on a little makeup and one of my favorite blue dresses that’s only been worn a time or two before.
The Broker is located in the basement of a bank. We got to sit in the old vault downstairs in a booth where customers could look through their safety deposit boxes. The character of the restaurant was incredible and the details were authentic.
The hostess sat us in our own private booth and we started to look over the menu. While we waited for service, I was thinking of the stories I would tell y’all on the blog when I returned and that I wanted to use this race as the big re-entry into the blogging and writing habit. The stories for the hike and white water rafting started to form, as well as a date night tale. We hadn’t been sitting for more than five minutes before I demanded we go back upstairs for a photo outside the restaurant. My date happily obliged, so easily settling in to willing participant with this new character of mine (since we’ve been dating I’d only written maybe seven times. That’s a once a month average).
We found the fanciest doors to snap an “ussie” in front of. Then hustled back downstairs to our table. Part of the deal with the discount was that we had to order from a limited menu. I wasn’t disappointed by our choices at all. Wine, an appetizer, soup or salad, a main course and dessert were included. Plus a surprise handful of Andes mints at the end.
The food was good but the atmosphere and company were better. We played it smart and each ordered something different than the other so we could taste the most things. Unfortunately by the time my best-tasting dish arrived (the main course), I was already full. Still, I managed to have some tastes, and then to squeeze in
some all of bread pudding. The Groupon also allowed for adding items on to the package deal so we added some lobster mac and cheese in anticipation of the half marathon on Sunday.
Side dish rant: I have heard girls complain about guys using Groupons on date nights. “He’s so cheap, am I not worth the full price?” WHAT?! I just don’t get that. In our time dating, Groupon has sponsored more than one fantastic date night! I think it shows an economically sound side of your partner and there are a lot of fun activities on Groupon. We’ve taken dancing lessons, eaten Korean food, and had entire nights built around deals. There’s plenty of Groupon fun coming up too – floating in OK, a Zombie-escape experience and plenty of food! Get over yourselves girls and enjoy the time spent with your beau.