I almost missed the best bowl of pasta I have ever eaten because the restaurant had no sign I could read from the road. Just a screen door, a hand-painted arrow, and the kind of smell that stops you mid-step.
Colorado has a secret it has been keeping for decades, and most people driving through this state never find it. Hidden between ski towns and mountain highways are family kitchens still cooking the same recipes.
Many of them have been passed down through generations. No Instagram aesthetic…