I started my day (after Jerome's oil change anyway) with a visit to the Unsinkable Molly Brown House & Museum - a recommendation from my most trusted Moira Tarpy. It was a beautiful home and really reflected all the life and energy of the woman. The excesses of upper-class Victorian living never cease to amaze me. If you're in Denver, it's worth checking out.
And the first interesting fact I learned was that she never went by the name Molly. Margaret or Maggie, but never Molly.
After the Molly Brown House, I walked by the State Capitol and to the 16th Street Mall, a pedestrian mall in the middle of downtown. I shopped around for a bit and picked up a bagel dog at Einstein Brothers, which I just enjoyed with a Fat Tire Amber Ale (my favorite beer - NOT available on the East Coast that I have ever noticed). Now I'm watching A Streetcar Named Desire... What the hell happened to Marlon Brando???
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