We like booze.
Let’s just get that out there. This isn’t about getting drunk or blacking out. It’s about the means, not the end.
We like good booze.
No one writing for this site has ever technically been on the wagon. But, if we were to find ourselves atop a rolling platform pulled by horses or oxen, I imagine we’d all fall off. In splendid, dramatic fashion.
The phrase “fell off the wagon” originates in the late 1800s. Before roads were paved and transportation was motorized, horse-drawn wagons would sprinkle water on the dirt roads, keeping the dusty trails less dusty. Apparently some poor souls would rather jump on these water wagons to quench their thirst in their avoidance of anything containing alcohol, or so the saying goes. And when their lust for the good stuff overwhelmed them? Well, they had to jump down off that wagon to find said good stuff.
Which brings us to today. I don’t believe Denver, or most of its inhabitants, have ever been on the wagon, but here’s to falling off, staying off, and sitting in the dust with friends.
Denver is an amazing place. The people, the things to do, the weather, we’ve got it all, and we know it. We’re a mile high cliché, working hard and playing hard. And we play hard.
We make and drink a lot of alcohol. We drink it straight, we mix it up, we pour it heavy, and we do it often.
Denver Off The Wagon is here to tell you more about the alcohol culture and community in Denver. To steal and alter a phrase from the New York Times, we’ll provide all the booze news that’s fit to print. We’ll bring you stories, interviews, reviews, calendars, commentary, and whatever else we can think of that fits. Only Denver. Only alcohol.
Our contributors are from many walks of life and different industries. Let me introduce you:
And a shout out to those who have contributed in the past, but are currently not actively contributing: