The weekend is tracking highly with the 18 to 35 demographic.
Your Perks: a refined evening of cognac tasting at Next Door Lounge, that decadent Hollywood speakeasy. (Naturally, you’re paying much less than anyone else.) Also: rare wine and cheese for two at V Wine Room (sounds like a date) and 35% off an iPhone case that opens beer bottles. Brilliant...
The trouble with most major ice cream purveyors is that ice cream you just ordered wasn’t churned by some guy riding a bicycle. Stop in Downtown’s new ice cream joint, order a couple scoops of salted caramel and... yep, tastes just like it was churned by some guy riding a bicycle.
You probably have some fond memories of Urbano Pizza Bar—but hope you weren’t too attached, because now it’s more like a rustic pubby kind of place. You order at the counter, you commandeer a table, and you get some beers, pretzels and burgers. Hey. Change is good.
For the last 16 years, there’s been an annual big-deal convention in Paris. It’s all about the art of the photo. It’s called... Paris Photo. But now it’s in LA, too. So you can nod and say “Oui” a lot, and take some pictures of great pictures with your phone.
On Saturday, just by going about your business (having bottled cocktails at Sotto, getting a pizza at Osteria La Buca), you’re doing something good to help victims of last week’s Boston insanity—a bunch of places around town are donating proceeds directly to the One Fund. So go do that.
The burgers and shakes at Short Order are enough incentive for a drop-in. Really. But if on a Tuesday they decide to have a beer fest, and that means $10 four-beer flights—and a whole lamb roast, just because—well, you wouldn’t say you’re opposed, exactly.
