The weekend is dusting off the SPF 15.
Lasagna. Delicious, but it could be more... dessert-y. Case in point: lasagna cupcakes from HeirloomLA—who’ve cooked up some exclusive flavors that we’ll FedEx to you by the dozen. Plus, Fracture is printing your photographic masterworks on glass for a fraction of the price. Even the one with the bearskin rug.
Okay, we’re just going to say it: this is ridiculous. But when someone tests your mettle with a six-pound, 24-inch pizza... you simply don’t care. Finish it in two hours, and you live among gods (and it’s free). Don’t, and you’re out 60 bucks. So basically, you’re out 60 bucks.
Blondes... they have more fun. Keep joke writers’ electricity on. And apparently they’re also pretty good with a paintbrush. Tomorrow night, five lovely blonde women (and one lucky guy) will debut their finest works under one Buckhead roof, along with gratis wine and canapés. We just thought you should know that.
Good news: Chef Hartman from the Montaluce Winery will be cooking at the James Beard House. Better news: he wants to practice on you. Head north for dishes like Georgia Lamb Terrine and Slow-Cooked Pork Shoulder, all paired with Montaluce wines. And you thought we forgot the best news.
You’ll always remember the day that girl from Saved by the Bell suddenly... grew up. So in honor of the movie Showgirls, Blast-Off Burlesque is hosting a little soiree/interactive stage show. Think costume contests, gratis “refreshments” and your shot at reenacting the infamous pool scene on stage. Then they’ll show the movie.
All right, so P’cheen is about to start serving lunch on the weekends. Starting with this one. Which means Smoked Croques, Fried Oyster BLTs and another excuse to initiate consumption at noon this Saturday. You condone this. Then again, you also condone 50-cent oysters every Sunday. The burdens you carry.
