The weather in Denver quickly changed. On Saturday it was almost 70 when we were hiking in Boulder, and by the time we got up Sunday there was snow – an inch or two on the ground, and it was cold, in the 20s.
Saturday after our hike we ate at Centro. I still have a magnet on my fridge from when we went there in 2003; I mean I just looked for it and didn’t see it but I know it’s under there somewheres. We had chips & guacamole, and burritos. Ethan and I had chicken in ours, and Mark had shrimp in his. Ethan went off to do stuff with people his own age, and Mark and I watched English detectives TV on PBS – not the serious ones, the kind of cheesy ones, lots of chubby British people in raincoats. Midsomer Murders was probably the best.
Sunday morning it was snowing and we had to vacate the airbnb by 11:00. We got up and packed and then went for coffee and took a Lyft to the conference hotel.

Mark’s pic of the back deck of the airbnb. The night before while we were watching cheesy Brit detectives, there was a knock on that door and it was the neighbor, said they were locked out on their deck. He was quite disappointed to hear that our place did not connect to his, but his girlfriend said she thought the front door was open, so we let him out to the street to see. We heard a little yelling after that, but I think they must’ve go in OK because it quieted down fast.

Snow outside Black Eye coffee

My latte, one sip taken
Sunday night was our big dinner out at the Wolf’s Tailor.
We had the piada bread – with toasted hazelnuts and a super smooth squash puree and olive oil that night. I want to make it for a Thanksgiving appetizer. Beef on a skewer – we had to order another one – and a prawn on a skewer. Then two pastas, one with mushrooms and one that looked like polenta, but was actually pasta, with tomato sauce. And we had enough room for the

Buckwheat chocolate cake
Monday the conference started. Not a very schmoozy, networking conference – more a big group of people, seated at rows of tables, listening intently to the speaker. Because they paid so much? But I learned some things and got a bunch of ideas for updating information architecture class. So worth it for me.
We went out for another big dinner – Señor Bear. We ordered a bit too much food. I stuck to vegetables, and mostly let Mark and Ethan eat the chicken and pork, which was the special and gigantic, though I did pull off a skein or two of the pork. I ordered a broccoli and mushroom dish that came with fries on top and chive pancakes on the side. A few tables over a couple split just the broccoli dish for their meal – that would’ve been the way to go. I think.
It took me to Tuesday to figure out the hotel decor – it was a mineral theme, appropriate for Denver – but still ugly.

Mural on the way into the restrooms on the bar level

Photo by the elevators on my floor – is it gold?!

Framed polished rock slice in the bathroom, nice framing job

Close up of rock slice – still ugly
Mark flew back to Chicago Tuesday morning before the snow got too heavy. I went Wednesday, after it stopped. We both got back about the same time on Wednesday evening, him in the truck of stuff moving back to Madison from the Chicago apartment, me on the bus from Midway Airport.

The snow followed us home
We unloaded the truck Halloween morning, Thursday morning, but I’m going to have to save that story for later.