The weekend is shooting arrows first and asking questions later.
Your emergency Valentine’s Day plan: Private French at Park Here—a table for two in a 5,000-square-foot indoor wonderland, replete with private chef, small orchestra and chauffeur. We’re also bringing you 45% off winter rejuvenation at Exhale Spa, and an exclusive scotch-soaked night at Mary Queen of Scots on February 23.
You’ve got pretty basic needs. Food. Shelter. And denim that’s broken in by butler. So a new West Village A.P.C.: essential to your survival. You’ll go for exclusive collabs (New Balance, Carhartt, House of Waris), quilts of vintage T-shirt fabric and the aforementioned pre-worn jeans. Feel free to make yourself comfortable.
If there’s one thing more happy hours need, it’s $5 Cuban tapas. Well, that and drink specials. Enter the Cienfuegos complex, who’ll be serving up not only small plates, but a veritable bevy of authentic rum punches, in both glass and bowl form. Ladles secured on premises.
You view brunch as less of a meal, and more of an event. So when a Provençal palace offers up a dance party with spot-on Croque Monsieur and mimosas, you pounce. Just remember: wait at least 30 minutes after eating before doing the running man.
We know you’re probably still full from Sunday, but your city needs you. Well, Brooklyn needs you. But still, it’s a giant buffalo wing competition, and you’re the judge. Which means wing sampling, pints from Brooklyn Brewery and the ability to order extra blue cheese via gavel banging.
The history of xylophones it’s not, but somehow, the Met has built an entire exhibit around the guitar. You’ll trace the modern axe back to 16th-century Venice and walk amongst a collection of legendary guitars. You can look at, but not play, the first three chords of “Satisfaction.”
