The weekend hasn’t heard “Auld Lang Syne” in 362 days.
Hey, here’s an extra $100 toward gift sets of top-shelf spirits and champagne—delivered. (It’s okay if you’re gifting yourself.) Also: take up to 75% off technologically advanced winter coats from Aether and 30% off a seriously nifty phone-charging tripod (with a really weird name).
At BLT Steak, you can opt for the truffle-laden New Year’s menu or stick to your usual complement of Wagyu and creamed spinach. Either way, steel yourself for the arrival of decadence on wheels. Otherwise known as a cart with three caviars and six champagnes. And put your hijacking fantasies to rest.
Don’t stress too much about what happens at 11:59. Just start early and let the night come to you. Like on Jack Rose’s rooftop, where they’re roasting a pig and pouring conspicuous quantities of punch and beer for three hours. 8:59 is the new 11:59.
Downstairs at the Hill wine bar, you’ll find a checkered-tablecloth Italian restaurant serving the likes of stuffed artichokes, mushroom risotto and lobster fra diavolo. Then it’s upstairs for Vegas table games, ’50s-inspired cocktails and a champagne room. No, not that kind of champagne room.
Always double down your 10s. Always hit on soft 18. And always remember to eat first. Take up a spot under your favorite Abe artifact and work your way through six courses before relenting to a late night of dancing, blackjack and roulette. House pays double at midnight. (No, not really.)
Aerials. Fire eating. Balloon drops. But enough about the Q4 recap presentation you just gave. We’re talking New Year’s at the Howard Theatre, so throw in two DJs and a few burlesque performances as well. Oh, and you’ll want to wear a mask all night. So the dancers don’t recognize you.
