This is not the kind of weekend you’d bring home to Mom and Dad.
We’re hooking you up with a private moonlit sail aboard a Gatsby-era yacht with room for a guest. (We’ll trust you know what that entails). Plus, we’re saving you two seats at City Grit’s pop-up San Gennaro feast of six courses and Italian wine. Time to fill your dance card.
French toast. Belgian waffles. Irish coffee. You’ve always been a big believer in diversifying your brunch holdings. So naturally you’d agree to try the Filipino-flavored fare from Maharlika even before knowing it mostly consists of garlicky poached eggs, sizzling pig’s ear and 7-Up-cured pork tenderloin.
Summer is ending. Which unfortunately means yes, you’ll have to immediately stop wearing zinc on your nose. It also means stores like Scoop will want to rid themselves of their lightweight A.P.C. denim and Rag & Bone polos. Lucky for them, you have a big heart. And space in your closet.
You can never have too many cured meat guys. And it’s that kind of mentality that’ll lead you to explore the new Mediterranean supply shop from the folks at Il Buco. On premises: barrels of imported balsamic vinegar, handmade pasta and, yes, soppressata. Which unfortunately isn’t also available by the barrel.
Climactic car chase it’s not. But closing out summer with one last boozy brunch courtesy of the Day & Night Hamptons crew is still very dramatic. Or at least more dramatic than exchanging phone numbers and awkwardly half-hugging.
If you already have plans for Labor Day: break them. Because Maison Premiere is holding their own holiday fete. French Quarter–style. Which apparently means absinthe fountains, live jazz and a tristate oyster eating competition complete with its own championship belt. It’s fall’s must-have accessory.
