That’s what the weekend is all about, Charlie Brown.
Your Perks: 1) Brunch in the West Village with bottomless mimosas and fried dough balls. 2) Tickets to a NYE party with endless scotch, bubbly and some magicians. Wildness. 3) Access to a den of saunas, thermal baths and pools in Tribeca. Don’t need to think hard on that one.
Kiki de Montparnasse has really got a way with almost not dressing attractive people at all. And just in time for bonus-gifting season (read: the ones that are really for you), they’re basically saying, “Here, have all of our very sexy things.” It’s a great thing to say.
We’re going to tell you about this black-tie masquerade ball where you start out with impeccable cocktails at Raines Law Room and then make your way through the Peacock and finish up with a couple casual nightcaps at the Shakespeare. We’ll start telling you about it ri—oh.
You wouldn’t get a ton of argument saying the Charlie Brown Christmas soundtrack is one of the best of all time. That’s probably why the Met is showing the film on the big screen with a live jazz trio playing it. Just a guess.
—You’ll Shoot Your Eye Out
—Meatloaf, Smeatloaf, Double-Beatloaf
—Ah Fudge
... Those are the names of three of the eight courses you’re having at Louro’s Ugly Sweater Dinner.
Guess which movie serves as the theme?
Somebody’s stealing from Eli’s Manhattan. Fortunately, it is, in fact, Eli Zabar himself, who’s grabbing up the goodness from his own market and sparing you the trouble of preparing your own braised-veal ravioli with wine pairings. That’s what you were going to make, right?
