The weekend graces the cover of the October issue.
We’re getting you the exclusive on a couple one-of-a-kind shoes from the venerable Maine-based cobbling outfit, Rancourt & Co. (Ralph Lauren’s go-to guys.) Then we’re airmailing you three Bacon Explosions (enough said). And finally, we’re getting you half off a champagne-soaked endless summer at NYC’s hottest hotel. Just go with it...
Late-night bites. The day’s most underrated meal. Thus, Blue Inc. begins a new themed late-night menu at the bar on weekends. For the remainder of September, it’s “pizza and beer” (think: buckets of ponies and hamburger pizza), followed by “tacos and margaritas” in October. November’s theme: “Tums.”
Fall in New England is synonymous with weekend drives through the changing foliage. And you can skip right over that on Saturday if landing gratis sausage and brats while sampling five ounces of over 75 beers (Allagash, Sixpoint) trumps leaf-peeping in your eyes. We think it just may.
The only thing better than watching football on Sundays with a spread of killer wings, cheese fries, beef skewers and beer: doing it at your local haunt. Canary Square is offering said staples (including something called the “hangover burger”) during Sunday games all season long. No, you can’t crash there.
Football or not, some Sundays just scream “oysters.” And others scream “surf rock.” Get both in Plymouth this Sunday at Union Fish, featuring $1 Island Creek oysters, oyster shooters, a shuck-off and, of course, a live surf-rock band. Sex Wax not required, but not frowned upon either.
The Mondays. They plague your every week. A known remedy: guacamole, especially when it’s at Papagayo’s epic Guacapalooza. Awaiting you: live music, passed apps and multiple guac stations, each paired with blanco, reposado and añejo tequilas. We anxiously await Sour Cream-stock.
