The weekend just saw your shadow.
Your Perks: 1) Chocolates infused with champagne and other buzz-inducing concoctions, just in time for Valentine’s Day. 2) 30% off some of Italy’s most coveted ties, made in Lake Como. 3) 30% off Karma—a tiny box that turns you into a walking wi-fi hotspot. Don’t worry, it doesn’t hurt... much.
Yep, it was officially the longest January in history. For surviving, you deserve a Manhattan. No, four Manhattans—and a spiffed-up hotel bar to drink them in. Potter’s has a new retro-mod interior, plus burgers, bento boxes and four kinds of Manhattans. Basically, enough whiskey to last until next January.
Quick story. Tonight, Cuvée is transforming itself into a mountain chalet. S’mores will be served. Hot cocoa will be spiked. Shots will be served on skis. Fireplaces will roar. Snow bunnies will hop over to bring you champagne. You will feel all warm and snuggly inside. Fin.
In honor of this hallowed Sunday of pigskin, this Wicker Park beer joint’s debuting an insane brunch menu including bacon-apple-butter-filled pop-tarts and a Fat Man in a Bathtub—essentially french toast’s answer to a pig in a blanket. An answer we’ve all been waiting for.
Gino’s East is taking over that behemoth of a building on LaSalle Street (in a former life, it was Michael Jordan’s restaurant). It’ll have an updated menu, an on-site brewery and one enormous Super Bowl kickoff bash. Expect gratis pizza and football everywhere. But probably not Jon Stewart.
One thing better than a giant Super Bowl party: a small, intimate neighborhood-bar party. Someplace simple, with good friends, a few televisions and... an ungodly large mountain of tater tots (served buffet-style with toppings like pulled pork and bacon). Call it the best buffet in the game.
