The weekend is spending the day with the weekend Jr.
Buckle up: we’re flying you to the Hamptons. In Jimmy Buffett’s seaplane. (Seriously.) For 30% off. Plus, we’re hooking you up with a bucket of mussels, fries and beer for half off at the Mussel Pot. And we’re getting you into Shakespeare in the Park—no lines, and with free booze.
We’ve been thinking: your lobster rolls really need to get outside more. And Oceana agrees, so they’ve decided to take their toasted buns of knuckle, claw, tail and lobster-stock-infused mayo into the park. It’s dark days ahead for the dirty water hot dog.
You’re nothing if not consistent. So before Sunday rolls around, you better have a new necktie for the old man. Enter the Rag & Bone sample sale, where you’ll find straw fedoras, Japanese twill khakis and the all-important summer stripe ties. You were strategically waiting till the last minute.
Brunch. Better with a group of friends. Best in a subterranean den that’s renowned for their Bloodys. So you’ll round up a cocktail-pitcher-appropriate number of cohorts, head to Mulberry Project and make a weekend afternoon out of their new morning-after menu. Short Rib Hash trumps Advil.
It’s hot out there. So really, proper hydration ought to be priority #1. To help, a Scottish single malt shop in the West Village that’s now open for happy hour. Or as you’ll come to know it, the emergency Rob Roy cooldown marathon.
Irrefutable fact: dinner is always better when served in a bucket. Exhibit A: the summerlong Tuesday night crab boils at the Mermaid Inn (and Oyster Bar), where your Maryland blues come in a pail, and with a side of cornbread and red bliss potatoes. Better warm up that mallet arm.
