Situated right next to Stranahan’s distillery is the Rackhouse Pub. Regular Baron correspondent Jeff and I visited there this evening, and I must say — we walked away satisfied. Here, my Denver friends, is a worthy gastropub.
They sit you down with a measuring cup of Pepperidge Farm Goldfish that somehow tastes even better in a dimly lit restaurant setting.
We split two burgers, both of which came out a nicely performed medium rare on some slightly sweet (brioche?) buns. We kept it simple with the Simple Burger (choice of cheese, greens, tomato, red onion) and then spiced up our second burger by ordering the Spiced Burger (hot cajun, tasso ham, jalepeno cream cheese). Not the cleverest naming scheme, but well-executed burgers.
After what seems like too long an absence, my dear friend “beefy flavor” made a showing. Unlike Crave, these patties were salted well and held their own in the flavor department against the other toppings. The assorted greens were novel and fresh, and the dipping sauces were delightful (we got a habanero, a garlic aioli, ale mustard, and homemade catsup).
One more note. I’m just going to say it, and throw caution to the wind.
The Rackhouse Pub makes the best mac and cheese I’ve ever had. They call it “beer-baked” and I think it has 5 cheeses…also, you can order an entree version that throws in lobster, shrimp, and crayfish (for $22). I didn’t get the entree, but we shared a side of regular mac with our burgers.
I know this is a burger blog, but even Rackhouse’s tasty burgers stood in the shadow of this mac and cheese. Mind = blown.
If it were fiscally responsible, and had I the means, I would custom order a giant copper vat and fill it with gallons upon gallons of their mac and cheese. Once it cooled off slightly, I’d sit in it like a hot tub and casually eat handfuls of it.
Then I’d go to sleep forever.