The weekend only knows one speed... itself.
It’s not delivery. It’s... fresh Maine lobster, soaked in lemon herbed butter, baked on artisanal flatbread—and we’re airmailing it to you. Plus, we’d like to keep you warm on a cool, breezy night by wrapping you in the softest, lightest Christopher Fischer Cashmere—for 40% off. Lobster bib optional.
So the Atlanta Food & Wine Festival’s coming up. Maybe you heard. And there’s a lot going on there. But for now, let’s just focus on the late-night bourbon cart. That, and about a dozen others (STK, SweetWater, Miami’s GastroPod...) slinging their wares into the wee hours. Well, wee enough, anyway.
Hit Parish tomorrow night for passed bites (lardo aged in bourbon barrels, foie gras terrine...) and five courses like Charleston Stone Crab and Speckled Sea Trout with wine pairings. Oh, and bourbon god Julian Van Winkle will be there to hang out and chat booze with you. And drink it.
The Brick Store Pub is doing a little spring cleaning. But they need your help. All they ask is that you show up, eat pancakes and drink beer. And maybe buy some old glassware and other randomness they’ll be unearthing from their beer vault this Saturday. Hopefully more beer.
Ah, Oakland Cemetery. Acre after acre of elaborate mausoleums, hauntingly beautiful sculptures and... bands. Head to Tunes from the Tombs for two full days of live music (over 100 bands’ worth of it), free-flowing suds and plenty of wine. You haven’t partied until you’ve cemetery-partied.
Not that we’d ever endorse a random weekend tryst... but if we did, it would probably look a lot like this. Every Sunday at the W Buckhead, $69 lands you a room for the afternoon and exclusive access to the DJ/cocktail-rich rooftop pool. Try to at least make a cameo out there.
