The weekend kisses your boo-boos now.
Welcome to the future: where you’ll glide to the beach in a sleek, gasless electronic bike called the Jetson. Where your iPhone doubles as a remote-controlled camera, taking your conference calls to the next level. Where your mom wakes up to a diamond watch flown in from Paris. The future is now.
The mac-and-cheese pizza drought in Wrigleyville is over. Meet Big G’s, a new by-the-slice joint opened by vets of the recently shuttered Ian’s. Steak and fries, chicken burritos and shrimp fajita pies are also available—just to keep things from becoming mundane.
It’s been a busy week for Mindy Segal. First, she wins the James Beard Award for Outstanding Pastry Chef. Tonight, her restaurant reopens with a tweaked name, a rustic makeover and a menu featuring deviled duck eggs, crab cakes, butterscotch cream pie and $1 cookies. So that should keep you busy for a while.
The Roy Lichtenstein hoopla at the Art Institute’s Modern Wing is ramping up. By our calculation, it should apex right around the time canapés, a vodka bar, a DJ and performance artists all take position at Terzo Piano. So... about the time you hit this gala after-party.
Let’s talk traditional anniversary gifts. First year: paper. Second year: cotton. Third year: leather. The all-important fourth year: tiki. Which explains why Uncle Fatty’s anniversary weekend will feature $10 fishbowl cocktails and why you won’t remember it next year.
Your mother likes to shop, which is so... typical. But she also likes to shop for vodka, which explains... so much. So spend Mother’s Day with her at this curated bazaar stuffed with booze from Koval, chicken from the forthcoming spot Pecking Order and handmade bikes from Heritage—perfect for Mom’s next Critical Mass.
