For weeks now, there’s been quiet activity at Cafe Racer—a flooring company truck one day, folks repainting the outside walls another. Wednesday night, the cafe reopened its doors to friends and neighbors. Just the sight of people sitting outside and drinking coffee and chatting and laughing made the neighborhood feel more rounded again.
Today, on the heels of Colorado’s own nightmare, Racer is open to the public. Inside, it’s buzzing with regulars and laughter. Van Morrison and the Velvet Underground are on the stereo. Walking in the front door and onto the new bright blue floor and sitting at the matching bartop isn’t traumatic; it just feels… right. Here’s to the resilience of the human spirit.
