With the first pick in the 2011 NFL draft, the Carolina Panthers select the weekend.
This week, we’re getting you a VIP preview of the Hudson Hotel’s Private Park (cocktails included). Plus, we’re setting you up with power breakfasting at Ai Fiori and 60% off food truck lunching via Mexicue. Finally, we’re delivering Napa to you, in the form of top-tier vino.
Your grand plan for this summer: nothing. And by nothing, you mean lying across a hammock on the beachy Montauk porch at the Surf Lodge. Book a room now—they just opened the reservation line—and arrive in a couple of weeks when it’s about 10 degrees warmer. And the private hot tub’s been chlorinated.
So apparently it’s kind of a big weekend for the British. Yup, English style staple Paul Smith is having a sale. Great for rakish dress shirts, Savile Row–like neckties and wingtipped leather dress shoes. You know, in case you’ve got any particularly royal engagements on the horizon.
And so it begins. Rooftop lounge season. Starting this weekend, you’ll be cleared to take the Thompson hotel elevator back to the seventh floor, where a retractable roof veranda awaits with panoramic city views and sun-baked cocktails. A healthier alternative to the sun-fried variety.
Big changes are afoot in the Momofuku Empire. Milk Bar’s gone (well, across the street to a liquor-licensed location). In its place: an extended cut of Ssäm, which you’ll come to for either three-course, all-duck power lunches, or off-site Crack Pie consumption. You know, for old times’ sake.
When you go to a place named after a jungle cat, you expect one of two things. Either a fine Sicilian dining experience, where Shellfish Ragout and Ravioli with Braised Artichoke are served at a table surrounded by restored Howard Chandler Christy murals. Or a girl named Tiffany with father issues.
