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"Skip the weekend nightmare that is fighting new Ford Broncos for parking spots and battling strollers for sidewalk space on Tennyson and head five minutes east instead. Besides the plentiful street parking and not having to tiptoe around Baby BOBs, you get the gift of Necio’s damn fine brunch, which, at least until word gets out (oops), is fairly calm, outside of the bumping soundtrack. This Mexican spot does everything right in the AM hours, from the juice bar with optional mezcal shots to a benedict kicked up with serrano lime hollandaise (and served on jalapeño cornbread) to potatoes that could win the coveted title of Denver’s crispiest. Heck, even the fruit bowl is overachieving, full of papaya and strawberries instead of a sad little cup of cantaloupe and grapes." - Allyson Reedy