A Very Good Meal (understatement)

The Wolf's Tailor is an upscale trendy restaurant in Denver. We've been to many on our visits to my son's place over the past 15 years, and we've been to burgers and music joints too. He lives downtown, and in past years he was part of the singles food and drink scene, not so much now as he's aged. But still, we eat well when we visit. 

But this restaurant was unlike anything any of us had been to before. There is no menu -- it's an "entrust" restaurant where the chef simply makes what looks good that day and brings it to your table. There were seven courses, all small and delightful, each made by a different chef.

This was a Japanese egg custard with smoked trout and edible flowers and savory roe and it sounds awful and not like anything my son or husband would eat, but they swooned. It was so good. And pretty. 

Other dishes followed, each presented at the table by the chef who created it. A skewer of perfectly grilled bison with a peach and chile sauce was a New Mexican's dream. Even the garnishes held their own and were delicious.

Everything is Colorado grown. A lot of restaurants do that -- local food sourcing is a very big trend. But The Wolf's Tailor takes it all the way -- every single thing (wines and spirits as well) is Colorado made. Even the grain in a big puffy round bread (called piada) was grown and milled in Colorado.

It looks like a giant mushroom, but it was a tender, smoky charred bread roll with a creamy cheese and spruce garnishes. All local.

I have a severe nut allergy and always have to specify "no nuts" at restaurants and they have to go check for me in the kitchen. When I mentioned that to our waiter, he said "nuts don't grow in Colorado so we don't have any in our dishes." That was easy.

I don't have pictures of each of the seven courses (and these aren't my pictures, they are professional shots I downloaded of the items we had). And I won't go on and on describing each complex mix of ingredients, it's too hard to describe how good each was. Not "fusion" where the chef puts unrelated things together for surprise, but beautifully balanced, delicately flavored perfect small tastings of fresh ingredients. 

We sat inside, but you enter through the garden where they grow a lot of the vegetable ingredients.

The decor indoors was typical Colorado contemporary hardscape -- wood tables, stone floor, brick walls, glass and steel, leather banquettes -- but the outdoor terrace is weird, with some tables in the open and some in tents.

The canvas tents were vaguely refugee looking and they appeared claustrophobic inside. 

But I digress . .  the food we had was divine. It's not just our opinion. They have a Michelin star and lots of national attention. 

They are in Sunnyside, just a half mile from my son's house. The next time we go to Denver, I'd like to go back. But . . . 

    . . . the price. I won't even tell you. The three of us had as much fun having apoplexy over the price as we did eating the food. We justified it based on, well, we couldn't justify any of it, but damn we had a good meal.