Out of all the cities I have chances to frequent, Denver surprised me with such charm and character this time around. Although the heat was a bit too much for my taste, a balmy 96F, it was bearable because of the dryness of the heat and the refreshing libations my colleague and I treated ourselves to, local beer sampling and Moscow Mules. After my first ever Moscow Mule, I’ve been daydreaming about that concoction and when I can get my hands on those ice-cold, beautiful copper mugs with that crisp and intoxicating prize inside…down the hatch again.