Welcome to Super Weekend XLVII.
For the first time ever, the Bowery, Delancey and its neighbors are hosting a drinks-and-food crawl on Sunset—just for you. Also: we’re sending you a massive chili bar for the Super Bowl. And you’re sending a box of spiked chocolates to your valentine.
To prep for game day, your wall-sized TV is now billboard-sized. And as for the giant two-foot pretzel covered with cold cuts, Swiss cheese and mustard: better get on that. Call any Röckenwagner now—they’re your go-to for oversized pretzels—and they’ll have one ready for Super Bowl Sunday. Or more than one.
Yes, the Bungalow’s got multiple indoor and outdoor screens for the game... oh, and a parking-lot pig roast that will lead to a whole bunch of pork tacos around 4:30pm. In the meantime, you’ll subsist on burgers, chili, queso and Chile and Lime “Doritos.” Wouldn’t be a Super Bowl without ironic Doritos.
Usually, the Corner Door is closed during the day. Usually, the TVs are hidden. Super Bowl Sunday: the opposite of usually. Come early for the game, stay for the burgers and cider-glazed wings. Oh, and women get bottomless Moscow Mules. The Super Bowl should really happen more often.
Over at the Parish, the 80-inch screen will be showing... The Devil Wears Prada. Just kidding. Game day at this Downtown pub means a growler of ale, 20 stout-glazed wings, fried olives and pork rinds for $40. They’re classy pork rinds.
If you’re just having a few friends over on Sunday, you could make some PB&J or call up ink.sack for a big pile of 10 cold fried-chicken sandwiches and 10 barbecue brisket sandwiches, along with plenty of soda, chips and chocolate chip cookies. Guess that’s not really much of a choice.
