The weekend is with the band.
It’s midsummer stock-up time. So we’re hooking you up with a selection of smartly cut chinos, button-downs, polos and more—all from Bonobos—at 40% off the going rate. Plus, we’re booking you a five-star evening for two... in Manhattan’s only outdoor penthouse.
The man. The myth. The voice. That gravel-stone voice. Yes, once again, we speak of Louis Armstrong. Fish Bar pays a N’awlins-style tribute to the legend’s 110th birthday with Satchmo Po’boys, Creole Lady cocktails and a trumpet player. Misbehavin’ allowed.
Today is India Pale Ale Day. So, first: yes, of course, that’s a real thing. (Starting this year at least.) And second: SmallBar wastes no time commercializing the holiday by knocking a buck off all nine of its IPA bottles and cans. And third: happy IPA Day.
French breakfast rules: a perfect croissant shall be flaky, tender and delicate. It may be served with a mess of ham, eggs, bacon and gruyère, and slathered in béchamel sauce. It shall be served with café au lait. All shall be only $7 in August. It shall never be called a Croissan’wich.
Lollapalooza will be crazy. You’re prepared for that. Now prepare for this: a party that includes a performance by Foster the People and a DJ set by Frodo. And although Elijah Wood probably hates that we just called him that, the important part is that Frodo will be DJing.
Sometimes a Chocolate Mole Pudding Pop is not enough for you on a hot Sunday afternoon. You also want a Mango Yogurt Pop. And Bacon Bourbon Caramel Corn. And Stout Marshmallows. And Salted Bourbon Caramels. Apparently, at Salted Caramel, these are not unreasonable requests.
