Speak now or forever hold the weekend.
Your Perks this week: some regal bar sets from the golden age of imbibing—complete with rare booklets of recipes for old-school cocktails. (In case you need ideas.) Other beautiful things: 20% off the perfect desktop speakers, and some limited-edition surf art from a collective of international photographers.
The Food Truck Park’s four-day season-opener party starts tomorrow. Expect Chinese lion dancers. Also expect two new trucks. One’s from the Mac the Cheese guys: the Atlanta Burger Truck (gruyère burgers, hand-dipped shakes). The other’s from a Buford Highway café: Viet-Nomie’s (chicken pho, noodle boats). Seriously, though... lion dancers.
The Atlanta Ballet is putting on a seven-deadly-sins-themed bar crawl. And that’s... pretty weird. But yeah, it starts at Church and you’ll head out from there, stopping at a different bar for each sin along the way (Sound Table, Joystick, Edgewood Speakeasy...). Ballet people know how to party.
Cibo E Beve has a new monthly disco brunch. And they’ve got all the important things covered: ’70s music. A balloon drop. A costume box full of feather boas. But most importantly: beer-and-gin mimosas and the Disco Inferno. The ghost pepper salami pizza, not the song.
Something big is happening on Monday. That’s when Parish will start offering their buttermilk-brined fried chicken to go. Oh, right, and there’s that championship game at the Dome. If you’re going the viewing-party route, get a half chicken and some sides here first. Paid for with bracket winnings, obviously.
Let’s talk Springsteen. The patriotism. The leather jackets. The rocking people’s faces off. About that last one. Some local musicians are about to recreate the entire Born to Run concert at the Sound Table. Go. Grab a rye cocktail called The Boss. Then realize what they did there.
