Resolutions. In eight days, you’ll be honoring those sacred oaths to hit the gym/eat better/teach illiterate puppies to read. But until then, you should live it up. Blow it out. Here’s how.
Okay, so sushi isn’t really all that indulgent. But when it’s stuffed with fried chicken and waffle chunks and paired with a side of maple mayo, well, you’re kind of duty-bound to order the thing. Bastardizations never tasted so right.
You’re about to find yourself back at summer camp. But the best kind of summer camp. The one with a bar. So round up some friends and commandeer a bunk-bed-equipped room for eight at Freehand. During the day: arts and crafts and cocktailing. At night: Broken Shaker and panty raids.
Next year, you’re going to pull back your caviar budget line. Really. But until then, you should probably get to Tosca and order the Kaviari Kaluga. It’s $650 an ounce. And it comes with blinis and crème fraîche. So it’s practically a steal.
Let’s talk about the karaoke session to end all karaoke sessions. You, an outgoing crew, a blue-suede-walled private room and a bunch of backup singers. Well, good news, that exists. At Jelsomino. You can rent it out now and have them stock it with sushi and bubbly. And the entire Estefan back catalog.
And to get the most vice for your indulgent buck, there’s this: brunch at Zuma. One where you’ll get to eat basically everything that’s on the menu (steaks, hot pots). And get it with a side of bottomless Cristal. That’s going to be a hell of a doggie bag.
