Common Valentine’s Day misconception: it’s the thought that counts. Not true. It’s the dinner reservation that counts. Below, the five sexiest tables for the sexiest holiday of the year. (Well, depending on how you feel about Arbor Day.)
You Require: A cushy nook with sky-high views of the city.
You’ll Receive: A snug U-shaped couch (complete with its own fire pit) on the rooftop
terrace at Edge. The view: Brickell unobstructed. The fire pit: primed and ready for s’mores.
You Require: Swinging. No, not that kind.
You’ll Receive: Your very own rattan swing built for two. It’s tucked into a corner on
the second floor of this Hamptons-style beach house. Order up some lobster and a couple bottles of
champagne. It’s a holiday.
You Require: Dinner and a show.
You’ll Receive: Second-floor-balcony seating surrounded by glass-enclosed wine towers
holding over 1,200 bottles. Watch your Korean hanger steak being prepped in the open kitchen below. And
please, hold your applause until the end/plating.
You Require: Cold cuts (the fancy kind) and a comfortable place to sit.
You’ll Receive: Plates of house-cured bresaola and handmade cheese from an Iron
Chef alum. Brought over to a cozy corner booth with blue mohair upholstery. Yup, that would qualify as
comfortable.
You Require: Not being found. At all costs.
You’ll Receive: A hidden back room with white linen, crystal chandeliers and a
candle-filled fireplace. Reserve it and you’ll have full run of the space. Which’ll be great for
covertly sharing deconstructed Cuban sandwiches or... whatever.
