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Steakhouse No. 316 Steaks plus...
- If the word “steakhouse” conjures
unwelcome ideas of traditionalism, you
should try the Bone Marrow Luge at the
new Steakhouse No. 316 in Boulder. On a
recent evening, the dish came out unex-
pectedly, with a grinning explanation from
our waiter. The bone luge, like the ice luge,
is a means of imbibing liquor. Rather than
a channel of ice, the booze runs through the
cavity of a beef bone, picking up salt and
marrow on its way. When the waiter tipped
the bone to my lips and poured a shot of
top-shelf whiskey down it, any notion of the
place as stuffy evaporated on the spot.
But Steakhouse No. 316 is still a steak-
house, and a damn good one, even without
the pomp. The Tableside Caesar ($18 per
person) was made from scratch while I
watched, and the result was easily the best
salad I’ve ever had. The appetizers and
sides were sumptuous: Creamy Lobster
and Squash Risotto ($17), Winter Truffle
Mac and Cheese ($30), East and West
Coast Oysters ($15 for 3). But the real show
was the steaks. I tried two of the 10 cuts,
which include a bone-in fillet (10 oz., $56),
a whiskey dry-aged ribeye (8 oz., $70), an
American Kobe flat iron (10 oz., $42), and
offerings of bison and lamb. Loaded up
with “over-the-top” items like a 6-oz. Maine
lobster tail ($21), crab cake ($13), and sauc-
es like black truffle butter ($4), the meal left
me waddling happily to the sidewalk, the
warmth from the bone-luge shot still warm
in my belly. —Andrew Weaver- 1922 13th St., Boulder, steakhouse316.com/boulder
Broadway Market
Millennial smorgasbord- Broadway Market, in the old Tony’s space on the Golden Triangle-Capitol Hill cusp,
is the 12th food hall to open in the Denver area, which says a lot about our region’s pre-
ferred dining style. One might describe it as the antithesis of fine dining, except that,
even in a casual setting, we want
our food to be oh-so-fine.
We gave it go on a Wednesday
evening, after we were told that
lunch was busy but dinner was “a
bit more vibrant and rowdy.” Row-
dy? Now there’s a rare compliment
for a new dining establishment,
even one with nine food stops,
from pizza to empanadas to su-
shi. But the convivial spirit of the
place quickly emerged as we made
our first stop—the beer wall—and
giggled and chatted with other
patrons over the high-tech system
and selection of 24 self-pours.
In hand was our tiny fob, dou-
bling as our meal ticket. A new
concept in Denver, the Broadway
Market fob is linked at check-in
to your credit card, allowing you
to wave it at the beer wall sensor
and use it at any of the nine dining
stands. We shared, but, if you’re
meeting eight friends, you can each
get your own and thus be relieved
of higher math and check wran-
gling. You can still buy and tip in
cash, if you choose, or add on a
tip at the end that will be divided
based on where the money went
that night.
My husband headed straight
for Biju’s Little Curry Shop,
where he opted for the Daily Special Curry, tender and perfectly cooked grilled steak
sauced in the house X-Hot Vindaloo ($12.95). With jalapeños, red onion, and greens
alongside white rice, the colorful dish pleased his palate. He also ordered the chili
lime tater tots ($3.50), addictive fried morsels that are a must-have side or appetizer
no matter your choice of mains.
I scored on my entrée, the Lamb Doner Bowl from Mother Tongue ($11.50). A large
mound of lovingly coddled and roasted Colorado lamb served on organic mixed greens
was flavored with cucumber-dill yogurt, harissa aioli, roasted tomatoes, onion jam,
cured vegetables, and tahini slaw. While I swooned and sipped my Ottoman Emperor
cocktail ($10), the hubby got us a to-go French Rooster ($12) from Royal Rooster—fried
thigh and house-made ham on a sandwich so good it almost didn’t make it home. The
Sea Salt Chocolate Chip Cookie from Miette et Chocolate sealed the deal.
On our way out, we noticed that every seat was filled. Too bad. The food is oh-so-fine,
but the dining is casual, and Broadway Market doesn’t take reservations. —Susan Fornoff - 950 Broadway, broadwaymarketdenver.com
ONE-STOP EATING TOP, THE BEER WALL; ABOVE, A BOWL AT MOTHER TONGUE