Siren Cocktail Bar hooks in a thirsty South Boulder with sardines, caviar, martinis

Siren Cocktail Bar hooks in a thirsty South Boulder with sardines, caviar, martinis

After a long day at sea — reeling in metaphorical nets, cursing imaginary gulls and slowly losing my grip on reality during a six-hour writing session — I crave a warm, dry place to drop anchor. A place with flickering candlelight, a stiff drink and maybe a sardine or two. The fact that my “long day at sea” took place at the base of the Flatirons is beside the point. The feeling still applies. The world is choppy. The inbox can be tempestuous. Y…