3... 2... 1... Happy weekend.
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).
Proof and Provision is having a little party on Monday night. There’s no dress code. No reservations required. There’s not even a champagne toast at midnight. Nope. But there is a Miller High Life toast at midnight. Something about “The Champagne of Beers.”
Apparently, the last night of 2012 is a big one for parties. Exhibit A: Tongue & Groove and the Joint Barroom are combining their assets for one night only—think DJs, confetti drops and gratis champagne toasts all around. Oh, and sacks of Krystal burgers to go. They pair nicely with champagne.
Cook Hall. Super-new spot. Doesn’t matter. They’re still filling the place up with flappers, people dressed like they’re from the ’20s and you (did we mention there are flappers). Get there at 9pm, play with some cocktail kits, blow a noisemaker. And then blow someone a kiss on the mouth.
If you feel like keeping it intimate, dark and in close proximity to apple moonshine this year, stake out Edgewood Speakeasy. They’re letting in 100 guests, one DJ, a few bartenders to man the open bar and someone to stock the pizza buffet at midnight. Yes, you’re toasting with cheese.
Enter the lifesaving powers of the morning-after brunch. Like this bluegrass one at Big Tex (it’s usually reserved for Sundays). They’ll have live music and bowling matches on the TVs (bowling: big in 2013). But you’re focusing on the benedict with root-beer-glazed ham. To match your root-beer-glazed eyes.
