My only complaint: I often had a hard time hearing the servers over the classic rock playing in the background. For an environment that strives to be soothing and indistinct, I found the company of Led Zeppelin and Boston to be distracting and oddly out of place.
The music, however, is not a deal breaker. The meat, the service, the surprising twist on the trite steak house tradition: All of these things easily overshadowed a few minor negatives. Even more refreshing and rare: Purvis is not about Purvis. Instead, he’s a company man who eschews the first-person pronoun in favor of the collective “we” (When we wrote the menu; when we buy the meat.) In a state where rugged individualism reigns supreme, his lack of ego may be Edge’s most notable characteristic, and the precise reason his new steak house is such a welcome addition to Denver’s dining scene.
Edge Restaurant & Bar
1111 14th St.