We stopped off for lunch in Breckenridge, one of the many ski towns along 1-70. It’s one of a smaller number that has an actual old downtown. Although only some of the buildings are historic, it’s still pretty neat.
The scenery was somewhat marred by a lot of entirely unattractive and yet douchy-looking 16-30 year old snowboarder males.
In addition to a tasty lunch at Blue River Bistro (yelp review here), we got some insane good mini-donuts, made while we waited, at this unsuspecting little place:
Soooo tasty!
