Blood sugar sex weekend.
Your Perks: 1) Chocolates infused with champagne and other buzz-inducing concoctions, just in time for Valentine’s Day. 2) 30% off some of Italy’s most coveted ties, made in Lake Como. 3) 30% off Karma—a tiny box that turns you into a walking wi-fi hotspot. Don’t worry, it doesn’t hurt... much.
Say you’re part of a cop show shooting on Figueroa. Say your people need an easy all-day place to break for Handsome Coffee in the morning, then banh mi at lunch, then steak and a beer later. Local Table is that place. They also have cold-pressed juice. For authenticity.
Consider flappers. They’re sort of like the ’20s version of NFL cheerleaders, except Thursdays at Next Door Lounge they come with champagne instead of pom-poms. PSA: If you decide to say, “These dames ain’t a dime a dozen” to the doorman, your first champagne inside is 10 cents. Your call.
Black is everything you want in a discreet rocker-friendly neighborhood bar, with leather booths, a bar built by pro skaters, a good jukebox, an owner who helped get Viper Room going and walls painted by Neck Face. Black is also a color.
Oh, Vintage Enoteca: always pairing your stuff to your other stuff. Starting tomorrow, it’ll be three courses of sausages paired with three hard ciders. So you’ll try spicy sausage arepas with bourbon barrel-aged Michigan cider—and rabbit-sausage donuts with French cider. Rabbit donuts with Michigan cider would be a travesty.
Chips. Dip. Lobster spring rolls and Peking duck at Chi Lin. Looks like all your Super Bowl Sunday essentials are lined up. Especially since the restaurant’s entire dinner menu is half off for Chinese New Year. Now what’s Mandarin for “touchdown”...
