And the weekend’s red glare...
Your Perks: 1. VIP access to Top Chef Master Sang Yoon’s Luckyrice—an Asian food and cocktail fest with the city’s best chefs and mixologists. 2. Impossible-to-find champagne delivered to your door. 3. A first-of-its-kind inflatable stand-up paddleboard that fits in your backpack. Or briefcase...
Holiday weekend’s kicking off, and you know what that means—surprise tiki drinks from Jim Meehan (the famed barman from NYC’s Please Don’t Tell), tonight only at Spare Room. Oh, you didn’t know that’s what it meant. Well, it does.
Fact: “girasol” means “sunflower” in Spanish. That’s important because when you walk in, there’s a big white sunflower installation that takes up a big chunk of the wall and ceiling. Now you know why. Commence eating of whole fried red snapper from a Top Chef-er in three... two... one...
Maybe you heard: you can see fireworks on the beach and at the Hollywood Bowl. But if you’re in the mood for something less pandemonium-y (and more rooftop-y), hit the Roof on Wilshire for an 11-hour barbecue. They brought the ribs and spiked punch, LA brought the views.
So Jaws is the perfect post–Fourth of July movie to go see outside with food trucks and dogs. (Yes, you can bring your dog.) You might not have heard, but film scholars hypothesize that the shark symbolizes British oppression, and Richard Dreyfuss is America. Note: nobody’s ever hypothesized that.
And before this weekend is over, there’s a back parking lot with your name on it. Or, more accurately, a parking lot behind Wasteland with a whole bunch of stuff marked at 80% off. And it’s Wasteland. So it wasn’t exactly full-price to begin with. Sometimes capitalism works.
