The weekend pledges to uphold the honor of Olympic badminton.
For you and your friends: 18 holes at a PGA-worthy golfing simulator (BYO Arnold Palmers). After, bring your troupe to Bodega Wine Bar for a sh*tload of wine and sliders for $120. Finally, take 35% off pure ecstasy... via Jimmyjane’s award-winning instruments of pleasure.
Sometimes you need a power-lunch spot that... doesn’t seem like a power-lunch spot. Catching them off guard, that whole thing. Now that Gusto has started lunch service, you’ll just say something like: “Hey, I heard about this great little spot with pork meatballs and beef heart tartare. Let’s try it tomorrow.” Smooth. Very smooth.
You’ve done whiskey here. You’ve done both bangers and mash here. You’re pretty sure you’ve also done St. Patrick’s Day here (memory’s a little hazy). But all these years, you’ve never done brunch—pancakes, quiche, their take on eggs Benedict—because they’ve never had it. Until now. Pancakes = progress.
Weekend standard: tequila. Unexpected weekend upgrade: gratis tequila and apps in a fancy shoe shop—Don Ville celebrates its first birthday this weekend with a whole DJ-blowout situation. And if you bring shoes in for repair, they’ll take 20% off the bill. They clearly have no idea how birthdays work.
If you’ve seen Between Two Ferns... Actually, we’ll start over. Because you’ve seen Between Two Ferns, you’d be into catching a live comedy show by the director Scott Aukerman. Throw in some beer and Adam Scott, put it all in a church and, well, you were going already. They didn’t have to get so carried away.
You wouldn’t mind waking up for brunch in a duplex this weekend. It’s certainly happened before. But you’d prefer if it had been converted into a glittering cavern of chandeliers and patios, now full of buckwheat crepes, oysters and vodka-spiked lemonade. Yes, we’re saying Duplex is launching brunch.
