Alright, so I am almost to the point where I am caught up! I finished a blog for two days ago this morning, and now I am at yesterday. And yesterday was relatively low key, so I may be able to finish this blog before we leave for our day down in the springs. Which should also be pretty low key. I don't think we have anything really intense planned until Durango, and even that may be nixed. There has been a lot of pivoting on this trip, and I have been doing my best to manage my disappointment, but it's really fucking hard. There's a lot of masking going on, and I am mentally exhausted. I fell asleep last night at around 10:30 because I've just been so drained from managing myself. I still catch myself trying not to be too autistic around people. I hate that.
Yesterday was supposed to be the Denver Botanic Gardens, then Boulder to do the Flatirons loop. Only one of those things happened.
We went to the Botanic Gardens, and then made a plan to go to Bang Up The Elephant, a vegan Carribean restaurant. There is a really great installation at the Botanic Gardens called Spirit Guides, done by Mexican artists, and I was so excited to see it. Plus the Denver Botanic Gardens are very nice, and Derek and I live to wander around and photograph flowers at botanical gardens.
I took a few photos of the sculptures to send to Rhyann!
I really thought this stairway was so fucking pretty. I could totally see doing wedding or engagement photos there.
It was an absolutely beautiful day out. Gorgeous sky, warm but not oppressive, light breeze.
My dad and Caryn, enjoying the reflection ponds!
I have always wanted one of these butterfly mosaic floating pieces. I think they're so pretty.
After the botanical gardens, we tooled around at Natural Grocer for a bit, I grabbed some more kelp noodles for myself, and then we made our way to Bang Up the Elephant. Which...I don't know why I was expecting it to not be gentrified, but it totally was. My experience was disappointing.
They got the plantains and tortilla chip basket, with cauliflower wingers. I was not excited about either thing. Gross is too kind a word.
This was Derek's fry bread with curried chickpeas. He says it was great, I was nonplussed.
This was my seitan cubano bowl. And it just tasted like fuckin' mustard. Again. Unhappy.
Caryn's cassareep bowl, which Derek and I want to learn how to make now. Cassareep is a boiled down cassava syrup sauce, and it sounds AMAZING.
I ordered callalloo, but they never brought it to me. Caryn, my dad, and Derek ordered sweetened plantains (THE HIGHLIGHT OF THE MEAL, OH MY GOD), peas and rice (also pretty good), and waffle fries (waffle fries).
I couldn't really eat anything, everything had sugar in it, so I was hungry and annoyed, and doubly annoyed at what I was hoping would be an all around better dining experience from ownership down to presentation and food. Thoroughly disappointed. After we ate, Derek wanted to go to Rocky Mountain Arsenal, but none of us really felt like going, so we drove back to the townhouse. Derek bought a gorgeous little piece for the studio, pictured in a second, and on our way to go pick it up, I was thrilled to see a patch of lenticular cliuds!
We also saw a church sign for The Church of the Holy Comforter, and we both laughed about that for a few minutes. I did not get a good enough photo, we were driving by too fast.
Here is our new studio piece!!! It is so gorgeous, I can't wait to get the studio finished up so we can get everything going and I can take a better photo of it.
And that was pretty much our day. We all ate leftovers from the previous few days, watched Jibaro from Love, Death, and Robots (my dad and Caryn were not fans), and then watched Ghostbusters: Frozen Empire, but both my dad and I were too tired to finish it and we went to bed, leaving Caryn and Derek to finish the movie.
Up next: A fairly uneventful day in the springs!
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