Neither rain, nor snow, nor sleet shall stay the weekend from its appointed rounds.
This week, a Perk on the best boots you’ll ever wear: supremely refined, Italian leather ones from Peter Nappi for up to 40% off. Your other Perks: some mantel-worthy vintage cameras and VIP tickets to Aspen’s wildest après-ski weekend. Plan accordingly.
We’re hearing some very disturbing reports that you have not eaten your share of luxurious truffles this month. To the rescue: this four-course, truffle-laden dinner, where they’re sprinkling truffles over risotto, quail and Wagyu. So it also helps you hit your Wagyu quota.
The art gallery scene is fine, but you like to contemplate art with a little bit more... syrup. And dancing. So this art exhibition combines the cuisine of an all-you-can-eat pancake dinner with the soul of a rager. Just be careful when dancing with your fork.
Texas. You’ve heard of it. Maybe you even have an ex living there. Well, it’s been 177 years since the state declared its independence from Mexico. Apparently, that calls for a hootenanny complete with born-in-Texas beer Shiner Premium. It’s served in a can—that’s how you know it’s special.
The weather’s gross. It’s cold. The streets are slick with slush. In other words: perfect for a pre–St. Pat’s pub crawl through Streeterville. Start at Timothy O’Toole’s, then follow the leprechaun on a beer-and-whiskey-fueled tour to D4, Quay and Lizzie McNeill’s. Good things usually happen when you follow leprechauns.
Because you never, ever could’ve conceived of what it would be like to combine the flesh-eating carnage of The Walking Dead with the jazz hands of Glee, someone else has done it for you. It’s got all the love, sex and brain-eating that your Valentine’s Day somehow lacked.
