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chug-a-doug's Reviews
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Friday, Jan 29, 2010
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Lefty's Colorado Trails ~ Denver International Airport, Concourse A
"I should’ve known better. A place that looks this cheesy can only be counted on to sling lukewarm domestic drafts. But it was near my gate, and I didn’t want to have to hustle over to the Denver Chop House. But I really should have known better than to order the pork green chili. Now, my thinking went something like this: Why the hell would an airport bar put something so unusual on its menu if it couldn’t do it right? You know why? To f*#% over trusting innocents like myself. The chili was disgusting. Served boiling hot, it had the consistency of watery paste and smelled a little bit like vomit. It was really just a soup, thickened with flour, that had a couple hunks of canned pork waved in front of it shortly before it was plopped down on the bar. Hell, when the microwaved tortillas are better than the chili, you know you have a serious problem. The bartender managed to get three Boulder amber ales in front of me, but frankly, they should have been comped. They were the only way to get the taste of disgust out of my mouth."
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