The only food in the terminal? Burger King. Are you kidding me?!?! Ugh. I did not wait 4 hours for breakfast only to have to eat Burger King, but alas, I did. And it was terrible. But it was food.
Once I arrived in Denver (late), the girls were there waiting and ready to roll. After getting my bag and then taking the shuttle to the rental car place, my stomach was damn near ready to eat itself. But then once we got the car, we all just wanted to go. So we went. Breckenridge or bust.
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We checked in at our kick ass slopeside hotel (and promptly drank the complimentary bottle of wine they left out for us) and then called for the complimentary shuttle to take us to dinner. I was dying for a cheeseburger and a cold beer. Fortunately, so was everyone else. We went to Empire Burger and it was magical.
I had a White Rascal Belgian White Ale (5.6% ABV) from Avery Brewing Company in Boulder, Colorado. This is my favorite style of beer and this one was particularly delish. Come to think of it, almost every beer I've had from Avery has been amazing. Anyway, this one was served with a small orange wedge and it was heavenly. So heavenly in fact that I braved having two beers on my first night at 10,000 feet (which I typically don't do because I end up buzzed and then hungover the next morning when really I'm not hungover, I'm just dehydrated). I hope that I can get my hands on this beer in Arizona somewhere...
Rating: 5 of 5
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