The weekend is an ice luge sleeper.
Your three-step plan to winning Valentine’s Day: 1) Send some roses grown on a South American volcano—for 25% off, no less. 2) Finally give them the Rolex they deserve. 3) Create a painted artistic masterpiece with your special someone. (Note: no actual paintbrushes allowed.)
For two long, dry years, South Station has been without a bar. But today, it gets a mini-me version of Tavern in the Square, which somehow managed to squeeze in 32 beers on tap like Jack’s Abby and Clown Shoes. Presumably to make up for those last two years.
They say nothing good happens after midnight. Except at Fairsted Kitchen. Because what happens there is a new late-night menu with duck sloppy joes, Korean-style duck wings and pig’s-ear fries. What we’re implying is that these things are good.
One sport the Winter Olympics lack: competitive ice sculpture air hockey. So tomorrow night, Society on High will have an actual, playable air-hockey ice sculpture out on the patio. Other than that, they’ll just have a bunch of cocktails and the Sochi opening ceremonies on the flat-screens. But... ice sculpture air hockey.
Ball and Buck has a new store inside of itself. It’s where you’ll find an enormous collection of Randolph Engineering’s Air Force–approved sunglasses, a machine to engrave you custom brass dog tags and a WWII bomb on a shelf. Might be some kind of military theme happening here.
Strega Waterfront has finally received its brunch license. And it’s celebrating by inviting you over for Nutella-stuffed crepes, sausage al forno and some fruit-puree-and-vodka cocktails with appropriately Italian names. Brunch licenses should exist, by the way.
