Before they founded Double D's Sourdough Pizza, before they were married, before they'd even met each other, Ted and Cyndi were destined to succeed in the cheese, sauce, and dough business. Cyndi kicked off her pizza career as a teenager, and Ted transitioned from a delivery driver to a champion pie-maker, placing in the top three regionally in the World's Fastest Pizza Maker competition 15 years straight. So when they met in 1993 (at a pizza place, obviously), they knew exactly what they had to do.
The fruit of that union is a truly unique pizza joint, starting with the perfectly leavened, tangy crust. But that's only the beginning. Specialty pies find magic in defying tradition, with offerings such as the WoWee Maui, made with coconut, pineapple, almonds, and Canadian bacon, and the Loaded Baked Potato, zipped up with creamy ranch sauce, cheddar cheese, green onions, and bacon. Even when diners design their own meal, they're in for something special?they have an astounding range of sauces to choose from, including a spicy chili and lime, a creamy alfredo, and a sweet barbecue sauce.
Flesh-eating zombies, cannibalistic clowns, nightmarish ghouls, and haunting ghosts prowl The Frightmare Compound, ready to snatch those foolish enough to venture through its fear-infested grounds. Known as one of Colorado's oldest and largest haunted attractions, the compound houses two terrifying attractions on more than 100,000 square feet of swampland. Horrors unseen wait for new victims inside the first compound, where a haunted barn filled with terrors is the least of visitors' worries. The second attraction, the House of Darkness, was the site of a terrible massacre and lay abandoned for some time until the Frightmare staff brought it to their site. Soon after, the ghosts of those slain began roaming its halls, and clowns with a taste for human flesh found their way inside its corridors.
Madcap Theater is a completely unscripted, interactive and award winning comedy show. Our improv show utilizes audience participation to build its performance around, guaranteeing each show at Madcap is a totally unique and interactive experience for the audience. Think "Whose Line Is It, Anyway?" but in person!
Founded by Cathy Cooke and Carol McKelvey, wife of comedian George McKelvey, Wits End Comedy Club has donated laughs to deserving patrons for two decades. Local and touring comedians stop by Thursday through Saturday night, and audiences can legally eavesdrop on searing live stand-up performances. Check out James Berry and Ryan Lowery in the last weekend in February to fulfill yuk prescriptions, or consult the calendar for future performances.
Elvis Cinemas invites wide-eyed audiences to plunge into the ocean, soar above the clouds, and traipse across stretches of barren desert, all from the comfort of a theater seat. Its trio of theaters shows Hollywood blockbusters but keeps ticket prices down by playing them slightly after their initial release, when the characters have learned from their mistakes and changed their movie’s plot accordingly. Unlike the massive movie corporations whose theater complexes pop up in every city and shopping mall, Elvis Cinemas is Colorado owned and operated and focuses all its attention on just three theaters.
The bartenders at 12 Volt Tavern bolster its dive-bar cred with a daily two-for-one happy hour, pairing suds and spirits with a punk-rock-heavy jukebox that helped earn it Westword's Best Dive Bar in the ‘Burbs award in 2007. From 3 p.m. to 6 p.m., the daily happy hour lobs beer bottles ($2.75–$4.50) and cans ($2.25–$5.50) to those longing to grip longnecks or crush something other than Pringles cans against their heads. Draft beers ($2.75–$4.50) cascade from foam-flecked taps as imbibers sip to the refrain of rhythmically clacking pool balls and whizzing darts. Mad Dog 20/20 and its 10 electric libations glimmer and gleam over the bar’s pale light, headlining the top shelf of 12 Volt’s library of liquors and spirits ($3.75–$8). On weekends, local punk and rockabilly acts storm the intimate stage, blaring tunes that ricochet off the wall’s aluminum PBR signage and the ceiling’s bottle-cap frescos of Johnny Rotten’s boyhood pony (a cover charge applies to live shows).