10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... weekend.
Your final Perks of 2013: 1) Supremely elegant, old-timey maps of the world’s most iconic cities. For 50% off. 2) Up to 25% off pocket-size power grids—so you never have to deal with dead-phone anxiety again. 3) A four-pack of Tuscany’s best wines. This is what feasts are made for.
On December 31, you say goodbye to 2013—and to Waiheke Island Yacht Club. There will be a “Last Supper.” There will be a Studio 54–inspired “Last Party.” There will be excellent views of fireworks. And there will be champagne. If that really needed to be specified.
Step one: buy a ticket to the Monk’s Kettle for New Year’s Eve. Steps two through whatever: involve yourself in as much draft beer and charcuterie and cheese and oysters and mini nitro beer floats as you want. And the merriment. Allegedly, you can involve yourself in the merriment.
And your rooftop NYE option... is El Techo de Lolinda, obviously. The heat lamps and tents will facilitate empanadas, lots of empanadas. And also lobster salad, pisco punch and carving stations for pork chops and ribeyes. So your 2013 ribeye quota would firm up nicely.
Thankfully, the Examiner isn’t still printed down where Local Edition now lives. The Bourbon & Branch team can bring you live jazz, drums and R&B, you can dance, and probably nobody will end up in the papers. Probably.
In the interest of full disclosure, there’s also a party going on at that massive armory known as Kink.com HQ. Were you to attend, you would notice the Crystal Method and aerialists and leather, and you’d see the rooms where... things... get captured on camera. Were you to attend.
