I know I'm written a few 5 stay reviews, which suggests I lack any critical faculties whatsoever, but trust me I'll type up the bad ones when I'm done with good ones. Thang about the Butte is, it's full of my favourite places in the World. I mean absolutely jam bloody packed with them. Swing a cat and you'll hit one. The smallest little town, at the end a valley in the mountains of Colorado has some of the best food I've ever eaten, the best drinks I've ever supped and the best B&B. So it comes as little surprise that it also, in the guise of the Stash, has the best pizza joint in the world. It's to be found at the end of the main street, Elk, in a beautiful old mining shack, decorated like a San Fran hang-out circa 67'. You can sit on bean bags, stare into the eyes of your loved one and eat yourself stupid all under erotic red light.
The pizzas are simply sensational. Most of the year I don't bother eating it, because every slice I eat elsewhere never compares, not even a hope. Like the Dogwood, I dream of this place, I fantasise and bore friends and family about it. Don't miss the Notorious F.I.G., it's won all sorts of awards and if you can handle 16'', oo er, then you have my absolute total respect.
Whatever you do when you're in Crested Butte, do not miss out on a night or more gorging yourself insensible in the Stash!
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