The story of The Wend End is something like the story of Boulder itself. Years ago, it was a laid back, chill place to enjoy the mountains and life itself. It's morphed into a chic get-away, with the mountains obscured by wealth and newcomers.
To long-time locals, The Wend End used to be a bar with nothing great at all -- in fact it was kind of lousy. But we kept coming back for one thing: its romantic view of the mountains on a rooftop patio. The more beer you drank, the more you loved the view. But times changed and luxury condos now block that view entirely.
To cope, the bar closed and was retooled. Although the place still ostensibly has "bar food", if you order a grilled cheese, you can expect gouda. The rooftop patio is still there, but replacing its mountain view is a projection TV and a separated non-smoking patio.
To those who never knew it as it was, there's nothing wrong with it. It's an upscale bar with a rooftop patio. But when I go up to that patio and see oversized granite bricks where oversized granite mountains used to be, I feel like I'm visiting a long-lost friend's gravestone.