Every girl’s crazy ’bout a sharp-dressed weekend.
Your Perks: 1) 30% off Karma—a tiny box that turns you into a walking wi-fi hotspot. 2) Powerhouse umbrellas that can withstand even polar-vortex-level winds. 3) Up to 25% off an extremely useful device for keeping track of your valuables. That’s right: no more scrambling to find your keys/wallet/dog.
Last time you saw it, Volle Nolle was a sandwich shop. Damn good one at that. Well, now it’s back, but this time as a dinner spot serving up squid-ink pasta and duck meatballs and red wine. They grow up so fast.
You’ve got to keep your hands warm. And there’s an easy way to do that. Just hold two warm pitas filled with certified Angus-beef shawarma from this new Davis Square spot at all times. Or two kebabs. Or wear gloves and eat them instead. Call it plan B.
We thought we could go a week without telling you about a new brunch. But then Ribelle started hawking beef-hash ravioli and banana-bread pancakes with maple olive oil on the weekends. Maple olive oil, people. Nobody ever stood a chance.
Nothing against art galleries, but they usually don’t have enough porchetta and mezcal on hand. Tavern Road does, and they’re turning their adjoined TR Street Foods space into an open studio on the fourth Sunday of every month. So you can purchase art in ideal conditions. Pork-and-mezcal conditions.
Before there was Coda, there was Tim’s Tavern. Forty years’ worth of it. And on a cold, dark night in the very near future, the ghost of Tim’s will return in pop-up form to fill Coda with classic Motown and old-school favorites from its original menu. Tavern hauntings are the best.
