The weekend does its job.
Your Perks: 1) An umbrella that’s rip-proof, weightless and practically built for “historic” winter storms. 2) A high-precision fitness band that analyzes your every move. Tell your personal trainer he’s fired. 3) Chanel. Chocolates. Steak dinner. Basically everything your Valentine’s Day requires.
If you’re feeling considerate, bring guacamole to a Super Bowl party. If you feel like overdoing it in the best way possible, bring a platter from West Bridge with a whole smoked chicken, two pounds of brisket, two racks of ribs, guanciale and lentils, and pickles. Can’t forget about pickles.
Not to pry, but we see that your nonexistent folder marked “Date Ideas” is getting pretty thin. Free pro tip: starting Friday, Kendall Square Cinema will be showing all of the live and animated short films nominated for the 2015 Oscars. Oscar attire... probably not required.
If someone told you they were doing a sidewalk barbecue in January, you’d call them crazy. But if Formaggio Kitchen told you they were doing a sidewalk barbecue in January with brisket sandwiches and full racks of St. Louis ribs, you’d go there and eat them. And bring gloves.
You have two new voice mails:
“Hey, it’s Uniform. We’re taking 30% off all fall and winter gear from Gant sweaters to Ben Sherman
shirts.”
(BEEP)
“Caramelo here. Thought you should know we’re taking 20% to 50% off the entire store. Yes, even those
New England Shirt Company shirts.”
They could have just texted.
Pre–Super Bowl anxiety is a common ailment this time of year. It can best be treated with a special pregame brunch at Commonwealth with $1 oysters, 25-cent buffalo wings and Green Eggs and Gronk made with Frank’s RedHot–spiked hollandaise. Should at least get you to the coin toss.
