Hun-giving

Posted on by Sarah A. Hoyt

Or, as son calls it Hun-Hukkah.  If you’re in the Denver area and have time and are feeling brave, gather ye in to 1962, Colfax, Pete’s Kitchen, around 7 pm.  Try for a seat in the annex (it’s sort of a glassed in area to the side.)  Knowing my family, the Hoyts will roll in at +15 minutes.  I’m the middle aged, harrassed-looking broad.  (Middle-aged is charitable, mind.)

If not many people there, we’ll just have   a quiet dinner.  If many people there… who knows.  I hope Denver survives.

41 thoughts on “Hun-giving”

    2. I very much doubt any of the people you would be meeting are actually new, and rather suspect several of them are likely to be heavily used. Might be best to meet them before they wear out.

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      1. There were at least 2 relatively new people there, and one cooking. Of course one of the relatively new ones was mine.

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        1. I certainly hope that you were not meeting for the first time the “relatively new” one that was yours. I gather such occasions tend to be awkward.

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  3. I can’t be there, alas – but if you do have a lot of other Huns show up and the agenda calls for ravaging Denver, will someone punch a raving liberal for me?
    I’d be so grateful. I’d give your name to a character in my next book. (A Gold Rush-era adventure, by the way.)

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  4. Many regrets that I have to miss the gathering, but I’ll think of you all as I’m chewing on a piece of pecan pie around that time.
    And please include me, with thanks, if you do ravage Denver. I have memories of the place – not so bad as getting lost on Cicero Avenue on Chicago’s south-side in a Semi, but sufficient to enjoy a little rampage.

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  5. Um, if you do decide to ravage Denver, could someone pick up a few of the stuffed cats at the Natural History Museum for me? I’ll cover the shipping and delivery. The cheetahs, and maybe a leopard or tiger if you can swing it. Thanks. Oh, and if anyone see something from the Tattered Cover that you think I’d like, toss that into the box and I’ll be your friend for life.

    Y’all have a great time and hoist a pint (or iced tea) for me! :D

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  6. I can’t come. But I’ll be present in spirit. So, if you see a ghostly Canadian floating around, don’t panic.

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  9. I had every intention of ravaging some part of Denver, but I got distracted by my chef salad, and the good company. I’ll have to ravage twice next time. A huge thank you to our hosts– it was nice to meet so many of you!

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  10. That would be fun if we could have come but alas it is (obviously) not possible. I might even be a shirt-tail relation. We have Hoyts in my ancestry.

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  11. I’m going to the Turkey Night Grand Prix at Perris Auto Speedway.

    Yes, I am in SoCal. EP has been Duly Terrorized. ;)

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  12. Have fun and don’t chant “Free Markets! Free Minds!” too loudly.

    As for me and mine, we shall be entertaining family, with more young people than geezers attending for once. Life goes on :)

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      1. Of course not. Unless it’s inside a locked space I have the only key for (after which I lose that key when I’m somewhere and would need to get home. Highly likely).

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        1. You have an electronic combination seal with two combinations. One is the correct combination to let you out of the booth, the other shuts down the booth and calls the police. If someone tries to get the combination from you, you give the second.

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  14. Please be careful ravaging Denver, I have some fond memories of parts of it. The zoo, Natural History museum, 4-Mile House museum, what’s left of Lowry AFB (especially the Eisenhower chapel, where my daughter got married), the Forney Museum, and a couple of churches I attended when we lived in Littleton. The rest can go, and good riddance.

    All that ravaging would leave one hungry, so a night at Pete’s Kitchen would be a natural follow-on. Glad everybody had fun.

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  15. I tried showing up thirty minutes late – I did have a traditional-ish Thanksgiving to attend first. It was totally deserted. Other folks did show up, but Pete’s Kitchen appears to employ an anti-vagrancy policy beyond the limits of reason: when I sat down and talked to them, they told me not to bother any other customers, and when they protested that they’d permitted me to sit with them, into firm that’s-the-rules-now-put-up-with-it-or-get-out mode. So now that it’s 8:30, I’m fairly certain that I came too late anyway, and I’d dissuade you from making Pete’s Kitchen your destination of choice whenever you visit Denver. But I have been to Pete’s Gyros Place sporadically for many years, and they’re considerably more human over there.

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    3. Dude, seriously?

      And to trigger Pete’s Kitchen’s anti-vagrancy policy takes some serious behavioral issues and sartorial failures.

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        1. The rumor that I was thrown out of Pete’s Kitchen twice is a vile calumny … it was only once.

          BTW, did any undercover Joint Task Force show up?

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          1. Sigh. Look, you’re a nice vampire, Iulius, but I’ve told you before they frown on coming in in a toga and with rather used laurel leaves. Particularly when you forget to retract the fangs.

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