The weekend was detrimental to its own career.
Your Perks: 1) A bottle of Lock Stock & Barrel 13 Year Old Straight Rye Whiskey—arguably the most acclaimed new whiskey on the market. 2) 34% off a brilliantly simple wireless speaker. 3) Really exquisite vintage barware from the golden age of drinking. Your home bar deserves this.
You’ve hit the Venice boardwalk, and yup: funnel cake tourists everywhere. But also: the new stand from local favorite Oscar’s Cerveteca, where you can get a bunch of fish tacos and tortas, and even rent a blanket for the sand. They thought of everything, even forgetting funnel cake.
Tom Bergin’s is so Irish, it’s starting St. Patrick’s Day two days early. The party’s spilling out from the bar to the parking lot, with a high density of corned beef, stout, whiskey girls, live music and Irish coffee per square foot. A really high density.
Hope you got through winter with enough swimsuits on hand—NYC import Parke & Ronen had quietly closed up shop for a while. (New Yorkers. What can you do.) Anyway, they’re reopening on Saturday with tons of beach-friendly tees and trim, bold swim trunks. More reunions should involve swim trunks.
Historically, the best aspect of St. Patrick’s Day is obviously the burlesque. It’s an important tradition. Right. El Cid’s got ladies named Dolly Danger and CiCi Stiletto performing Irish-themed stripteases on Sunday, backed by a full-on burlesque orchestra. No disrespect to bagpipes.
And here you thought tribal armband tattoos were ancient history. Then there’s the Japanese American Museum’s huge retrospective on the actually ancient art of Japanese tattoos. Think life-size images of people covered head-to-toe in traditional, vibrant ink. And not much else.
