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Originally posted by mray View PostWas a fun place to take the kids when they were young, but the food sucked!
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Originally posted by v2micca View Post
The new ownership of Matt Stone and Trey Park are attempting to address that part. They hired renowned chef Dana Rodriguez to reset the menu. Basically, they are trying to turn it into the Casa Bonita you knew and loved as a kid, but with actual good food. My Siblings and I were all born in Colorado and have fond memories of the resteraunt. We are planning a return visit next summer when it reopens.
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Originally posted by 69bronco View Post
Boo the food was good. Planning to boycott it then.. that whole area of west colfax looks like a run down shit hole lately, more plywood over store fronts than windows and more homeless than anywhere I’ve ever been. Easy pass
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Originally posted by BroncoJoe View Post
I don't know if you live here or not, but that part of W Colfax has been pretty nicely renovated. There are a few closed businesses due to the pandemic, but a lot of renovated buildings as well.
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Originally posted by v2micca View Post
The new ownership of Matt Stone and Trey Park are attempting to address that part. They hired renowned chef Dana Rodriguez to reset the menu. Basically, they are trying to turn it into the Casa Bonita you knew and loved as a kid, but with actual good food. My Siblings and I were all born in Colorado and have fond memories of the resteraunt. We are planning a return visit next summer when it reopens.
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Living in Lakewood as a kid we'd go to Casa Bonita 2-3 times a year and I agree the food for the most part was subpar but the sopapillas were excellent and you got to watch them make the sopapillas in huge vats filled with boiling cooking oil. We (the kids) would get a basket of sopapillas and then proceed to take the honey dispensers and fill a sopapilla with honey. What a mess... but delicious and fun...
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Originally posted by Old Coyote View PostCool. I remember when my buddy told me Cinderella City would outlast Casa Bonita.
glad he was wrong.
Place is a Denver icon on its own.
One proud memory I have, I was just telling my kids about yesterday. My mom died in a car accident when I was 7. And from that time on, I basically became something of a feral child. I used to take my shoes off and wade into the Cinderella City fountain in the blue mall so that I could get the coins. I would take the money either down to Woolworth's to buy candy, or Musicland to buy 45-speed records. I cringe at the thought of it now.
The Gothic Theater on Broadway used to have 25-cent Tuesdays. So during the summer, there wasn't ever a Tuesday that I wasn't in there watching a movie. I took my son there a few weeks ago to watch some band he likes. It brought back a lot of memories - the place even smells the same.
Life has changed so much now. I'd never let my kids do anything like the stuff I did when I was little. But those were fun times.
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Originally posted by DomCasual View Post
Cinderella City basically helped raise me. I lived on Galapago St, between Cinderella City and Cushing Park. My best friend's dad was the chief engineer for Cinderella City - he made sure everything kept running. They lived on Huron, in the house closest to the Mall. In the summer, we would basically go to the mall right when it opened. And oftentimes, we wouldn't leave until it closed. I knew every nook and cranny of that place - I literally spent thousands of hours there. We used to race our bikes and minibikes around the perimeter of the mall, through all of the parking garages. If you are familiar with the place, you'll remember the swells where the seams in the cement came together in the parking lot on the southwest side of the mall. When I turned 16, I'd take my crappy, little VW Scirocco on the top parking lot, and catch air on the bumps.
One proud memory I have, I was just telling my kids about yesterday. My mom died in a car accident when I was 7. And from that time on, I basically became something of a feral child. I used to take my shoes off and wade into the Cinderella City fountain in the blue mall so that I could get the coins. I would take the money either down to Woolworth's to buy candy, or Musicland to buy 45-speed records. I cringe at the thought of it now.
The Gothic Theater on Broadway used to have 25-cent Tuesdays. So during the summer, there wasn't ever a Tuesday that I wasn't in there watching a movie. I took my son there a few weeks ago to watch some band he likes. It brought back a lot of memories - the place even smells the same.
Life has changed so much now. I'd never let my kids do anything like the stuff I did when I was little. But those were fun times.
but it never had all the stores filled with actual stores. It was Mall of America before it's time.
I remember going to the fun land place in the lower level. Way back when I was a young fella, I used to meet a Catholic chick (always in her schoolgirl outfit) at that place... then we would make out in that ball pit. Mini skirts and tall socks still make me have a few happy thoughts about cinderella city to this day.
She liked to roller skate and wear pigtails and those knee high socks. I looked like a dork pretending to be cool. But you probably jobbed our wishes. Hahaha 😂
Last edited by Old Coyote; 06-18-2022, 01:43 AM.
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Originally posted by DomCasual View Post
Cinderella City basically helped raise me. I lived on Galapago St, between Cinderella City and Cushing Park. My best friend's dad was the chief engineer for Cinderella City - he made sure everything kept running. They lived on Huron, in the house closest to the Mall. In the summer, we would basically go to the mall right when it opened. And oftentimes, we wouldn't leave until it closed. I knew every nook and cranny of that place - I literally spent thousands of hours there. We used to race our bikes and minibikes around the perimeter of the mall, through all of the parking garages. If you are familiar with the place, you'll remember the swells where the seams in the cement came together in the parking lot on the southwest side of the mall. When I turned 16, I'd take my crappy, little VW Scirocco on the top parking lot, and catch air on the bumps.
One proud memory I have, I was just telling my kids about yesterday. My mom died in a car accident when I was 7. And from that time on, I basically became something of a feral child. I used to take my shoes off and wade into the Cinderella City fountain in the blue mall so that I could get the coins. I would take the money either down to Woolworth's to buy candy, or Musicland to buy 45-speed records. I cringe at the thought of it now.
The Gothic Theater on Broadway used to have 25-cent Tuesdays. So during the summer, there wasn't ever a Tuesday that I wasn't in there watching a movie. I took my son there a few weeks ago to watch some band he likes. It brought back a lot of memories - the place even smells the same.
Life has changed so much now. I'd never let my kids do anything like the stuff I did when I was little. But those were fun times.
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Originally posted by DomCasual View Post
Cinderella City basically helped raise me. I lived on Galapago St, between Cinderella City and Cushing Park. My best friend's dad was the chief engineer for Cinderella City - he made sure everything kept running. They lived on Huron, in the house closest to the Mall. In the summer, we would basically go to the mall right when it opened. And oftentimes, we wouldn't leave until it closed. I knew every nook and cranny of that place - I literally spent thousands of hours there. We used to race our bikes and minibikes around the perimeter of the mall, through all of the parking garages. If you are familiar with the place, you'll remember the swells where the seams in the cement came together in the parking lot on the southwest side of the mall. When I turned 16, I'd take my crappy, little VW Scirocco on the top parking lot, and catch air on the bumps.
One proud memory I have, I was just telling my kids about yesterday. My mom died in a car accident when I was 7. And from that time on, I basically became something of a feral child. I used to take my shoes off and wade into the Cinderella City fountain in the blue mall so that I could get the coins. I would take the money either down to Woolworth's to buy candy, or Musicland to buy 45-speed records. I cringe at the thought of it now.
The Gothic Theater on Broadway used to have 25-cent Tuesdays. So during the summer, there wasn't ever a Tuesday that I wasn't in there watching a movie. I took my son there a few weeks ago to watch some band he likes. It brought back a lot of memories - the place even smells the same.
Life has changed so much now. I'd never let my kids do anything like the stuff I did when I was little. But those were fun times.Last edited by Tombstone RJ; 06-18-2022, 04:27 PM.
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I look at Casa Bonita as more of an event. The food is horrid but somehow totally worth it. Then there's the game of can I make it back to the hotel room to shit or is it happening in my Uber. It must be that special ingredient that sets me off. That being said I enjoy all my experiences there and in Black Barts cave.
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Originally posted by Kaylore View PostHaha. Tell me it's June on a football board without telling me it's June.
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