The weekend does because the weekend must.
Secrets to a power lunch: good service. Imposing views. Vodka. (Or at least vodka-cured salmon.) This joint atop the John Hancock fits the bill, with a $20 three-course lunch (leg of lamb sandwiches, chocolate mousse cakes), leaving enough cash to cure yourself in vodka.
Knowledge is a passion for you. So is tequila. Conveniently, this cushy Wicker Park spot’s Spirit Education Series launches with a three-course dinner demonstrating the food-friendly side of tequila. There’s also a flight to help you appreciate how tequila pairs with more tequila.
One man kicking another man in the face. There’s a certain art to it. To prove it: this party for the opening of Fight Club, an exhibit of photos of Chicago pugilists by James Koepp and Jonathan Owens, which should be to your liking. If not, you may want to keep it to yourself.
This crazy weather: hot, then cold, then hot, then cold. At least you’re now ready for this crazy patio blowout—there’s a bottle-service igloo, a bar made of ice, flaming shots, a fashion show from Akira and models in Technicolor furs and moon boots. You’re always ready for those.
Kerry Wood. We don’t know where he’ll be next season. We do have a pretty good idea about Friday: his foundation’s extravaganza with a full bar, a dinner buffet, Plain White T’s, a slew of Cubs players, Tom Ricketts and Theo Epstein—all eager for your thoughts on batting order.
