Whatever it is that’s caused you to take the 45-minute drive up to Boulder, be it the hiking trails or promises of a place where the kombucha flows like wine, no trip is complete without a stop at Blackbelly. If you go early, stop by the deli counter for one of their great breakfast burritos. But head over in the evening for an experience that highlights produce and prime cuts from local farms, most of which aren’t much further away from the restaurant than Denver. Crispy pig ears sit comfortably next to fresh-flown oysters and an endless array of never-to-be-repeated charcuterie items aged right next door. While your server may not always be able to go full Portlandia and tell you the name of the chicken you’re eating, there’s also a good chance that if you catch them on the right night, they may be able to dig it up from somewhere.