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This place is awesome. If you are stuck at the airport late night, this is the bar to get to. They stay open much later than all the others. They have great food and service as well. My recent short red eye back east was made all the better because I was able to have a couple at Jimmy's before take off and thus fell right asleep with a satiated belly and a happy liver. Jimmy's is the real deal. Flag This Review - geoff, Monday, March 15, 2010 at 11:22 PM
When you think about it, there is no way hundreds of tons of steel, fuel, and flesh should propel themselves 30,000 feet over the ground for hours at a time. Don’t tell me about Bernoulli’s Principle. It’s just wrong. For that reason, like all sane people, I try to pack as much alcohol into my system as I can before a flight. Unfortunately, on a recent trip out of Denver, I only had about 10 minutes before my plane left from Gate 40. So I went to Chef Jimmy’s Bistro. I told the hostess, who told the waiter, who brought me a double Jack Daniels in four minutes flat. A second arrived, with the check, two minutes later. Four drinks in, I was able to stagger to my flight to Reagan National and fall fast asleep for takeoff. Huge props to “ Jimmy’s.” Flag This Review - frank-the-tank, Wednesday, February 10, 2010 at 10:12 PM
When you first walk into Chef Jimmy’s, it doesn’t feel much like old-school Colorado. Me, what I want is a dusty cowpoke to sidle on in, order a redeye, and grumble something like, “Whiskey’s fer drinkin. Water’s fer fightin over.” But that’s not the way Jimmy’s feels. It’s got more a new-school, find-your-chakra kind of vibe. A little too nicely lit, with a good mix of recessed and low-hanging lights. The bar curves stylishly, and the rest of the seating avoids the grid pattern that makes your alcoholism seem so impersonal. (My addiction is not a number!) Fortunately, however, the longer you stay, the more old-school Colorado it gets. Cougars were all over the place, and the bartender was as cold and distant as the Rockies. Better yet, the guy asked if he could reuse my glass in between my Jack on the Rocks. Funny thing is, I think he recycled the ice, too. Come on, dude. If there’s one thing that you don’t need to skimp on in Denver, it’s gotta be rocks. Flag This Review 
- liverstrong, Wednesday, January 27, 2010 at 11:43 PM
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