Boulder Restaurants That I Still Fantasize About

The location on Pearl Street might be cleaner and roomier, but nothing brings back high school memories like standing in the cramped line on The Hill, hoping that everyone thinks I’m in college (I would still hope that, naturally). If you can get one of their Chicken Pesto Burritos to me in Hollywood, you will reap rewards beyond your wildest dreams. OMG. So delicious.

Yummmmmmmm breakfast.

I have a vague recollection that I wasn’t supposed to like this place because Pasta Jay himself was some kind of ultraChristian hate-mongering pro-choice proselytizing jerk. But. I love pasta more than I hate god, I guess. Go figure.

Simplicity is the key to Noodles & Co. tastiness. Buttered Noodles & Parmesan seems like it would be easy to recreate even if you’re no whiz in the kitchen, but I sure haven’t figured out how.

Hapa is worth taking your parents to just to watch them blush when they order something like the Orgasm Roll. It’s also high quality with enough choices to please everyone from the most trepidatious sushi eater to the total sushi snob (or even just a regular snob).

I only went here once but as my first foray into fine dining, it will always hold a special place in my heart. Impeccable service, breathtaking views and an atomsphere that makes you feel like royalty, taking a date to this place is basically a guarantee that you will get laid. Sorry to be crude, but it’s the truth.

I know, I know, this is a national chain – but they don’t have any in L.A. and I totally miss their pizza that, much like me in the summertime, is golden brown, smells great and is exactly the right amount of saucy. Now that I’m old enough to order one of there zillion beers (that is, without pretending I forgot my ID), I would probably appreciate it even more.

Another place that I’d love to get a drink with my burger now that I’m of age. This also belongs on some Short People list, because the ceilings are only about 5’9" high.