The weekend, no batteries required.
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It’s just not Christmas without a big goose. (Or smoked bone-in ham. Or turkey. Or pheasant. Or mac and cheese. Or sweet potatoes.) Related: you can order Frontier’s pre-smoked meats and they’ll be ready for pickup on Christmas Eve and Christmas morning. All you have to do is take credit.
Another ugly-sweater season winds to its sad, inevitable close. Get the most out of that tinsel-threaded, battery-operated Rudolph number you’ve been clinging to at this hip-hop throwdown, replete with live performers, raffles and champagne for the most tragic knit.
It’s an annual rite of Hanukkah: you and 500 or so of your closest friends gather at Rockit to partake in cocktails and half off the entire menu. Then you head to the Underground for vodka and champagne, and to get kind of sweaty. Miraculously, you wake up each year.
Perhaps all you want is a little drink and a little nosh for Hanukkah. So an hour and a half of gratis cocktails, lamb meatballs, sweet frites, smoked salmon and avocado on brioche—and glugging bottles of champagne in Studio Paris—should help. If not, the after-party’s at Cuvee.
You don’t want much for Christmas. But a Bears victory would really mean a lot (well, at least to you). So the Fifty/50 will screen Bears-Packers with cheap cold beer and something called a “mimosa bucket.” Oh, like they’re so classy in Green Bay.
