The weekend has no halftime show.
After-hours events here are usually more party than sale, and tonight should be no exception. Sample sale prices on Lorun and Quail (for her), as well as 70% off woven shirts and jackets from the store's signature line (for you both), will be seen through the blur of gratis margaritas.
Self-proclaimed "rock-and-roll chef" Jared Simons, who seems to be taking his title increasingly seriously, has funked up his space and is now leaving the doors unlocked until midnight for Chicken Liver Croutons with Lacquered Serrano Ham on Fridays and Saturdays. He's wild like that.
Luke Whitlatch's esoteric three-dimensional paintings counteract this weekend's Super Bowl-ness with titles like "Skeleton Bird vs. the World" and "If the Smoke May Weep Your Eyes." If his current medium of choice doesn't work out, he could likely pen some truly stirring ballads.
At tonight's ominous-sounding midnight show "Porn-prov," one of the city's most prominent dens of comedy aims to bring some masterful improvisational technique into the world of adult cinema.
On the year's most important sports-bar day, most are packed so tightly you risk suffocation. So this might be the one day to patronize Barney's Beanery, whose limited tickets grant you an open bar, cardiologist-unfriendly food...and a seat.
