The Boulder Cork is not your typical Boulder restaurant.
There were no beautiful people (except, perhaps, us).
No one was wearing biking gear.
Instead, there was a three generation family next to us, (quietly) celebrating grandma's birthday.
We did not have a stunning twentysomething waitress in spandex. Instead, our waiter was over 60 and vaguely reminiscent of Louis Rukeyser.
There was no chrome in the decor.
This is your mama's steak house, and it was really nice for a change.
The service was excellent: we always had what we needed and were never interrupted mid-sentence for the convenience of the staff. The waiter joked lightly with us but not intrusively. Water and bread were plentiful and the check was delivered right around the time we were done eating.
I had the King Salmon special, which was cooked just as ordered and had a very nice fruity glaze, along with a tasty mushroom sauce. The mashed potatoes and broccoli flower were slightly dull, but there was plenty of sauce to perk them up.
I wolfed down the pecan pie, which was lathered in whipped cream and ice cream.
Maureen had a steak, and said it was nicely spiced/flavored as at Outback, but with more tender meat cooked just the way she likes it.
The atmosphere was perfect for Baileys and Coffee, which is what she had for dessert.
We left $105 lighter, including a 20% tip, and pre-dinner cocktails but no wine.
Highly recommended if you want a good meal away from the usual Boulder scene.