Hilltop Bistro in Golden, CO

Hilltop Bistro
1518 Washington Ave
Golden, CO 80401
(303) 279-8151
http://goldenhilltopbistro.com/

It was a snowy day in Golden, Colorado, a quaint town to the west of the Denver where the West lives. It says so right on the sign. It was the perfect winter day to have lunch with an old friend at the Hilltop Bistro. I arrived early and was the only person inside. The staff hooked me up with some spicy sausage soup. Delish!

After what seemed like hours of quasi-silence slurping soup, from the blustery, snowy outsides walked Serena. From across the room I spied her, oh Serena, the brilliant gleam of her smile and her very presence immediately warmed up the room. I was still the only person in the establishment and was jumping and laughing and beckoning her in excitement to dine with me. Serena came looking, so the theatrics were not needed. She and I went to elementary school together. Her very name translated into a forgotten foreign tongue would be “She Walks With Grace, A Beauty to Behold.”

Beverages abound; lunch began. I had penne pasta with sun-dried tomato cream, chopped basil topped with Parmesan cheese. I also tried the Miso grilled salmon and fancy green beans. Yummy. The food was delicious and hot and arrived within no time. The bread was great. An overall excellent dining experience. The Bistro could do so much with the décor and there are plenty of tables to accommodate a lot of people. I noticed a few cracks in the ceiling and the walls. Perhaps the building is slowly sliding off the hilltop?

And the waitress, the faithful Misty Brown, catered to every whim and kept a steady stream of iced tea flowing as if she innately knew my beverage/hydration needs. I was too embarrassed to ask for a pitcher or carafe of tea with a lone straw peeking out from the top and several lemon wedges in a porcelain bowl. I consume beverage like a madman.

Besides the goodly foodstuffs, it really is all about good company and good conversation. One could be in the worst pit of a dive restaurant but with the right person, the dive restaurant would be transformed into a palace dining room.

Heading to the pink bathroom was an experience. A woman, a mannequin woman, laid sprawled in the tub, beckoning one to jump in and join the frolic. But then you realize how foolish that would be, because after all, she is a mannequin woman. That never stopped me before…

The Hilltop Bistro does indeed reside on a hill; a hill overlooking mountain beauty and invites people to take to new heights.

Posted by RAD at December 12, 2007 7:10 PM