The weekend’s hotel room was completed on time. Just saying.
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.)
The first thing to know about Charles Tyrwhitt, esteemed shirt- and suit-maker for London’s power players: how to pronounce his last name. (It rhymes with “spirit.”) The second: he now has a shop in the Financial District. So... you should probably go and get, like, a shirt or something.
Next Friday is already Valentine’s Day. Anyway, changing the subject completely: here’s a suave new two-story restaurant-bar. Downstairs offers a silver-topped bar, candlelight and strawberry sours. And it’s open until 4am. Upstairs: crystal chandeliers, 25 cocktails and a compact dinner menu. Do what you will with this information.
You’ve already made your own Olympic sport: dodging Chicago potholes. But no one’s rewarding you for it. So here’s an idea: an arcade bar that’s hosting a two-week video game Olympics involving Frogger, Mortal Kombat, Asteroids, etc., with cash prizes. It won’t be on tape delay, either.
Haberdash is bringing back the barbers, baby. Okay, we apologize for that gratuitous “baby.” But after months of fallow barber chairs, the South Loop and downtown locations are back accepting appointments for beard trims, hot shaves and haircuts. We’re excited to see our ears again.
... the Winchester, a new rustic corner restaurant in Ukrainian Village. It’s got a strong penchant for small farms, artisanal waffles and good porridge, and they’re serving them now for breakfast, lunch and brunch. Which sounds juuuust right.
