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Open weekdays only and related by family to nearby El Taco Rey, Salsa Latina makes everything from scratch in the mornings, like its lauded green chile, from fresh Anaheims. Go for the Friday-only chile relleno burrito, a longtime obsession of at least one Indy employee.
Bites 2013: Avocado Pork Taco
The avocado pork burrito here might be legend, but this double-layer soft corn tortilla version deserves your fealty too. Scarlet-hued, marinated shredded pork is met with a thick layer of mashed avocado then topped with tomatoes, a pinch of shredded cheese and ample crispy lettuce. Eat two and call us in the morning. ($3.65 each)
If you're looking to discover a motley crew of talented young road warriors from across this great country of ours, bands that sound absolutely brilliant after you down just one $5.50 pitcher of PBR, then this is your place.
Happy hour: Daily, 4-7 p.m.
The goods: $2.50 wells; $2.50 domestics; $1 off drafts except Pabst Blue Ribbon
Favorite pour: "My favorite is probably the Kamikaze."
Will the U2 or, God help us, Blink-182 of tomorrow be playing the Triple Nickel tonight? Um, no, but if you're looking to discover a motley crew of talented young road warriors from across this great country of ours, bands who sound f'n great after just one $5.50 pitcher of PBR, then this is your place. Pretty much all shows are free, except, you know, for U2.
Happy hour: Monday-Friday, 4-7 p.m.
The goods: $2 drafts; $2.25 pints; $7 pitchers
Come here if you are: "Interested in meeting people — it's a very social bar."
Best Of 2012: Place to Two-Step
Of all the Tejon Street establishments owned by Sam and Kathy Guadagnoli — including the Mansion, Blondie's and Gasoline Alley — Cowboys is the best-known and most distinctive. Sure, there's a bowling alley upstairs, but the world-famous magic can be found in the throngs of Western-attired revelers line-dancing to pop country hits and, in a bizarre genre aberration I'll never fully understand, Clarence Carter's suggestive soul hit, "Strokin'." Go for the novelty, stay for the fun. — Bill Forman
Best Of 2010: New Bar (since July 1, 2009)
Where can you find walls of Jack Daniels bottles protected by chicken wire, a Confederate flag proudly bearing the word "Redneck," and a patio lined with whiskey barrel tables? Why, the same place you can find neon palm trees and a purely decorative John Deere tractor: Colorado Springs' favorite new bar, Copperhead Road. In the remodeled old Black Angus Steakhouse restaurant building off North Academy Boulevard, you get not only evenings of live country music, but a staff of beautiful and busty beer-slinging servers who put on Coyote Ugly-style bartop performances. Whether or not you live the country life by day, all you've got to do is head to Copperhead Road for a taste of the country nightlife. — Jill Thomas
Happy hour: Wednesday-Friday, 5-9 p.m.
The goods: Wednesdays: $1 drafts; $2 wells; $3 bombs; Thursday: ladies drink free
Favorite pour: "Our bomb shots are always popular. I would have to say those and Cowboy Cocktails for $3."
Best Of 2010: Bartender
It takes me several days to track Dave Baumgartner. When I finally give up on reaching him by phone, I try another trick: stopping by the Rocket Room unannounced. I am greeted by the lovely and somehow motherly bartender Daniella Conner, who is wearing a red satin bustier and talks about Dave in glowing terms, her wide eyes all a-glisten.
"He's so humble," she tells me. "He listens to everyone, he has an awful lot of patience."
A guy leaned over the bar with a Miller High Life posed in front of him occasionally chips in. "He's a kick," the anonymous guy says, his voice slightly drowsy.
I, however, am not convinced that a warm personality is all it takes to be voted best bartender. There must be more to the story. I prod Conner until she gives in. "The ladies," she says, finally, "love Dave B."
In a few minutes, with Conner's help, I have Dave on the phone. I warm him up with the usual, "Why are you so popular?" "How do you connect with your customers?"
Dave plays the humble card, answering with unassuming retorts like, "That's a good question, I'm kind of mystified by that myself," and "I try to remember [people's] names, and if you can remember what they drink that's pretty impressive."
Dave is good. Real good. He acts as though he has no idea that it's his babehood that's elevated him to the top. Instead, Dave talks about the future of the bar. The Rocket Room is shutting down at the end of October unless someone buys the business.
"I kind of want to stay at the Rocket Room," he says. "This is just kind of where my heart is."
The good news is, Dave, along with all his hunkiness, is planning to stay in town and keep bartending, even if the Rocket disappears. —J. Adrian Stanley
So do you feel thirsty, punk? Well, do ya? Then head to the Rocket Room, where you can slake your thirst for both cheap booze and great music in true punk-rock style. Colorado Springs' best live ThrashabillyAmericanaGarageRock venue books tons of underground touring bands you can tell your grandkids about someday. There's also a Stooges-stocked jukebox well worth your care and feeding.
Happy hour: Wednesday-Saturday, 3-7 p.m.
The goods: $5 pitchers; $3.50 pints of Pinstripe and Arrogant Bastard; $3.50 Jameson; $3 wells
Come here if you are: "Not lame and into supporting your local businesses."
Sometimes you just need to get your metal on without being around a throng of all-ages munchkins getting all hormonal. Much better, then, to watch a bunch of adults get all hormonal, lubricated in this case by free body shots for the women and hours of wholesome entertainment for those who just like to watch.
Happy hour: Daily, 11 a.m. to 7 p.m.
The goods: Half-off wells, wine and drafts; $1 off all other drinks
Favorite pour: "Our Train Wreck. There's eight different liquors and it tastes like fruit punch."
If you're looking for a place to get your metal on without hordes of underage vermin trying to swig your drink while your back is turned Union Station is just like your own little Cheers. Except that instead of that creepy postman, they have free body shots. But just for the ladies. Frat-boy gets to watch.
Best Of 2013: Neighborhood Bar: West
Although we haven't been around long enough to directly verify it, we're told that the west side's favorite bar gets its name from a pair of elk, Thunder and Buttons, who back in the 1880s drew their owner's carriage up and down Colorado Avenue, with its 21 saloons. In addition to late-night happy hours and weekly meetings of the Westside Running Club and Geeks Who Drink, the homey saloon and eatery recently expanded its patio. "We got our liquor license expanded to cover the front patio," says owner Heather Joffe, "so we can enjoy drinking a beer while reading the Indy out front." We're on our way. — Bill Forman
Catch daily food specials like steak sliders and blackened shrimp fettuccine, beyond a sizeable sandwich and salad menu. See their website for daily happy hour and late-night drink specials. Also open mic comedy night, Geeks Who Drink and live music nights.
Best Of 2013: Local Venue for Live Music
Perhaps it's just standard stage-speak, but it seems to me that touring acts who play the Black Sheep — and the Sheep excels at bringing them here, from Son Volt to Capital Cities to KRS-One — more often than not take a moment to say how much they've enjoyed visiting not only the Springs, but this particular all-ages, live-music venue. And as funky a sparse, brick-walled location as this is on Platte Avenue, there's something kind of magical about a place where the bands regularly drip as much sweat as their madly gyrating fans. Mad props to general manager Chris Huffine and his whole crew for their eighth consecutive Best Of award. — Kirsten Akens