Beatrice and Woodsley

The other night my fabulously stylish friend Tamara took me to the hippest new restaurant in Denver, Beatrice and Woodsley. Tam stumbled across this little gem while shopping for her cute new green shoes on S. Broadway - there's no sign outside because the owner wants you to feel like you had found this secret treasure deep in the woods (or deep in the heart of the "vintage section" of Denver).

The restaurant is based on a love story - the story of Beatrice, a California descendent of French wine family, and how she met her lumberjack, Woodsley. Now I know what you're thinking, barf, bad chick flick....and I would agree, except that the space is so whimsical and fantastic that you can't help but be swept up by its magic. The menu includes a fabulous array of French and Californian wine, delicious homemade appetizers and house-cured meats, and fun oldy-time cocktails. The lounge is made up of tree stumps for tables, chainsaws intersecting the bar, lanterns hanging from the ceiling, a rain-chain for water at the bathroom sink... the list goes on. All in all, it was a fantastic mid-week escape with good food, delicious wine, lots of eye candy, and rich conversation.