Mexican in the Rockies

After a long hike through the Colorado wild we needed, of course, a seat and some grub. We decided on Mexican, at a place in Estes Park, which I think was called El Grande.

It was on the backside of town, at the entrance of a walkway overlooking a river, apparently an area of shops and eateries only known by locals.

Jennifer showed me around, then we really splurged. I tried a locally brewed brewskie Jennifer suggested to me. It came in this contorted glass that I was tempted to buy. We also ate some churros, which weren't bad.