It’s a mad, mad, mad, mad weekend.
This is huge: you’re getting unprecedented access to Dodger Stadium for batting practice, a private dinner and hanging out with Dodgers legends. (Swing for the fences.) Also: you’re getting 20% off Swiss-made, pocket-size portable speakers and 30% off Nova Scotia lobster—the same kind served on the tables of royalty.
When you’re staring down a burger, the choice can be tough—wine or milkshake, wine or milkshake. Several outposts of the Counter now propose an unexpected compromise: wine milkshakes. The pinot noir number’s got cherries, chocolate and vanilla ice cream. And pinot noir.
Sometimes you just want to run out of the office and join the circus. FYI: Cirque du Soleil is holding auditions soon, and the time to apply online is now. Only in LA does joining the circus still seem sort of corporate.
The other night, you tossed. You turned. Again. It’s just... it’s been way too long since you had Govind Armstrong’s famous short rib grilled cheese sandwich. As of today, you can find it at a curious new café on Melrose that’s covered with suspiciously cheery/inspirational quotes. Short rib is inspiring...
If there’s one thing you require from your margarita, it’s... mobility. So it’s about time somebody launched a margarita truck. You probably won’t find this rolling around on Fairfax any day soon, but you can book it for a party. Or lunch.
If you happen to find yourself strolling through a Beverly Hills garden this weekend... well, it’s probably because you’re coming to the one between Bouchon and Scarpetta to catch a free screening of Casablanca on a 20-foot inflatable screen. It’s how Beverly Hills does drive-ins.
