As I said in an earlier post, I was in Denver last weekend playing with a long time girlfriend. She is lucky enough to live one block from a FABULOUS small pub, Tellers. I know for sure that it’s fabulous because we ate there four times over the weekend.
They bill themselves as a third place; not work, not home, the other place that belongs in your life. Third place concept comes from Ray Oldenburg, author of the book, The Great Good Place. The idea is that there is an additional location that adds vibrance to a community, a location where you would congregate with neighbors, a place that is neutral to family and work. It’s a place for forming relationships with your neighbors, something we do less and less as our lives become busier and busier.
I LOVE third places and regret that we don’t seem to have one within walking distance. That means we are forced (happily) to hold a third place during parties, but that twists the concept, which requires that a third place be a drop-in location. Again, like local London pubs. But I digress. But not really.
Tellers is a totally remodeled 7-11, in a long-time location that people frequented for quick stop ins and go’s. Now it offers things like a brunch menu with Bloody Mary bar on the weekends and a four hour happy hour on weekdays. They have both craft and mass produced beer on tap, and a great and reasonably priced wine list. The food is simple, local as possible and inspired. They offer live music that is both accomplished and reasonably-volumed. You can talk or you can listen. We heard three very good performances.
And now I come to
Fried Brussel Sprouts. . .
They are amazing. Our waitress that night (personal, effective, efficient, FRIENDLY service, another factor of a fabulous location) upon request found out and shared the process.
Cut brussel sprouts in half.
Dry off just a bit.
Drop into very hot oil (deep fryer) and flash fry.
Remove and toss with salt.
Serve with bacon aioli
They come out with crispy outside leaves and are meltingly tender on the inside. We polished off a large bowl in record time. I can’t wait to try this at home but I’m guessing it’s not going to be as good as Tellers the first time.
And, I miss walking there to meet with new friends.