bohemian biergarten

to try to find someone unpleasant and rude in boulder is a bit like trying to find roast dodo for thanksgiving... you're going to be looking a long time.

however the bohemian biergarten is notable for having the most unpleasant and ignorantbartenders i've ever encountered - and this is an international honour. firstly thebarwas left unattended for ages at a busy time. when i signalled i would like service, thebartender, (obviously peeved that i had the gall and affront to ask him to do his job) flounced over with a pout that would have made a vogue front cover (other than the fact he was an aesthetically challenged male).

we had an argument about id'ing me (i'm 42 and not exactly the type for botox and moisturiser) and the fact that my id had expired. of course it had not, only in the us does the month comes before the day. when i politely pointed that out to him, his equally unpleasant colleague suggested that the "rest of the world needs to catch up". you're right sunshine, let's suggest that to the united nations. then both bartenders flounced off to do something other than tending bars, not even providing a bill, i was left for a minute in confusion as i waited for it.

a waitress was so embarrassed about the professionalism of her colleagues that she knocked some money off our bill. thank you so much dear, i hope you manage to fid a better job soon. this place has great potential, it's a very cool venue, just sadly let down by its "affirmative action for neanderthals" recruitment policy.

love it, aside the spacy waiter!. walked through the door...then a curtain (genius in colorado) to a high, open ceiling-ed but cozy, rich, warm, dark wooded, painted inside with family style seating and a bar. a pleasant escape from the blustery, blinding wind blown snow.
large menu full of german, austrian, and all those countries delicious, sausage-y fair. it was hard to make a decision, but luckily they offer "sampler" plates including charcuterie, pierogies, sausages, etc. we ended up with a sampler plate of sausage, pierogies, goulash, sauer & blau krauts, and... french fries. sausage was plain, nothing special, but had a great char to them. pierogies were potato and spinach. both were delicious, but boiled. i would have liked to see them finish with a pan fry with onions and garlic. blaukraut was super overcooked and a little sweet and bland for my taste; sauerkraut was also overcooked but had a good kick of caraway. fries were good - food service - aside from sitting in liquid and growing soggy towards the bottom of the nest. a couple paltry slices of awesome salty, doughy pretzel bread. (i knew i should have ordered the giant pretzel.) the star here was the goulash. i wish i had just ordered a huge bowl of that wonderfully paprika-d stew. yum!
decent beer selection (which to me is if you have a local stout, i'm happy) and a fullbarwith a fancy hippybartender who probably would have rather shook up some wonky liquor drinks than poured a couple beers.
waiter was one of those hipsters with his tight short pants, suspenders, thread-bare facial strings, little fancy hat, and totally high off his gourd. sometimes i have to remember pot is legal in this state. he was nice and attentive though. and the owner is a real european dude, so that's cool.