Sweaty. Tired. Overwhelmed with clutter. Yes, accomplished and satisfied. That’s how I would describe this past Sunday. Fresh off the heels of the Savvy Blogging Summit in Colorado Springs, about 60 miles south of Denver, we awoke Sunday determined to finally move the rest of my crap out of my old place and into storage. As I may or may not have made clear, I moved out of my condo of 8 years and in with my girl and have been slowwwwwwly moving things into storage and/or getting rid of my unneeded belongings. As the month draws to a close and the thought of my new tenant moving in becomes reality, I had to take the majority of yesterday and work my ass off. Luckily, I wasn’t alone. So while we slaved away in the Denver heat, interrupting our efforts for a two hour stint for the Encased Meat Tour, we were able to get probably 99.9% of the rest of the stuff in the condo down into storage.
I couldn’t have done this without the help of my lovely gal, so I want to once again thank her for being a such a good sport and hammering out this last round with me. As dirty and grimy as we felt after hours of moving boxes and crates in 90+ degree heat, we deemed it necessary to reward ourselves at the now-staple in Uptown Denver, Parallel 17.
I admit, when this place first opened, I thought it pretentious. I was just a cheapskate, though, opting for terrible $2 wells at the awful dive up the street. As my palate and tastes refined over the years, I grew to love the higher echelon of clientele, enjoying a more expensive drink versus slamming well whiskey (which is still fun from time to time), and the truly delectable Orient-inspired food fusions. For our little impromptu date, we sampled their infused drinks by way of lychee soju and soda and a strawberry basil gin with soda. I had never had a lychee before, and I have to say, that fruit, in small doses is delicious. I could see me going overboard, though, and getting sick of them rather quickly. Regardless, the drink was good, as was the infused gin.
To fill our stomachs, we went light and split a tuna taro taco from the happy hour menu. The little tapa sat in a light avocado mousse. Had we been hungrier, we would have ordered more. But just getting a taste of it was perfect. We ate, drank, chatted up Max, the bartender with a quite pleasant demeanor, paid up, and headed out. It wasn’t anything all that special other than being a perfect way to spend an exhausted afternoon.
Should you find yourself in the area and are in need of a good happy hour drink and bite with a bit of class, head to Parallel 17. Tell them we sent you. It might not do anything, but it’s worth a shot.
Peep their contact:
1600 E 17th Ave
Denver, CO 80218