Never stare a gift weekend in the mouth.
We’re bringing you the game-changing, sleep-optimizing device (and iPhone/iPad/iPod app) known as Lark Pro, which includes your own automated sleep coach. (House calls may cost extra.) Plus, we’re booking you a five-star evening in Manhattan’s only outdoor hotel room. Go ahead, bring a guest.
There’s a new menu at Café 640. Solid. You should check it out. But mostly the housemade limoncello and basil/mint martini parts. Oh, and a little something called Joe’s Hard Root Beer—vanilla vodka, Grand Marnier and Abita root beer. No relation to Mike. Or his lemonade.
Be warned: if you’re heading to Three Sheets tomorrow night, you’ll have to contend with bikini-clad girls dancing on a 32-foot boat parked outside. And we hate to say this, but you may also be forced to deal with rogue DJs, rampant vodka specials and even more bikinis inside. Godspeed.
They’re coming. Again. We’re talking, of course, about the tiny warriors of the Micro Wrestling Federation. And this weekend, you’ll have two shots to watch the mightiest little people in the galaxy engage in head-to-head, suplex-y battle. We hear Meatball is a sleeper this year.
Right around this time last year, Buckhead gave birth to a bouncing baby theatre named... the Buckhead Theatre (weird). And to help celebrate this momentous occasion, your presence is requested at the first-ever Buckhead Music Festival for 14 bands’ worth of birthday cheer. Don’t forget your Chickasaw Mudd Puppies tour T-shirt.
Right smack in the middle of next week, you will find yourself right smack in the middle of... a French furniture boutique. But it’s okay. Because in addition to furniture, you’ll also be surrounded by vodka, beer, Bond-like cars and motorcycles and, of course, the raven-haired beauties who love them. Amazing how that works.
