Today marked a milestone in my 30 years of life on this planet. I was finally introduced, for the very first time, to Casa Bonita. For those of you who don’t know or who have yet to experience the rush of Denver’s Mexican Medieval Times, don’t stress. The place has been around since the 80′s and has yet to update it’s look, menu or performance schedule. You’ve got nothing but time.
Celebrating friendship and birthdays with assembly line nachos, ski ball and some serious tickets? Priceless.
You know it’s going to be rough when a homeless man in the parking lot yells your way as you approach the entrance, “Hey! You ever been there? The food’s terrible!”
Day 12: No words.