The weekend will return after these messages.
Your Perks: 1) An exclusive six-course pork feast from a former Per Se chef in the West Village. Like you’re going to miss this. 2) An umbrella that’s rip-proof, weightless and practically built for “historic” winter storms. 3) Chanel. Chocolates. Steak dinner. Basically everything your Valentine’s Day requires.
Tell you what—we’re going to get you a beautiful 3-roll-2 houndstooth blazer from Freemans Sporting Club. And maybe a waxed jacket. There’s this up-to-70%-off sale where those things are going for practically nothing. Practically.
The words “unlimited,” “champagne” and “pistachio cannoli waffle” all make appearances in some order at Florian’s new brunch. We’re assuming that means you will, too.
The idea of a burlesque show themed around David Lynch really isn’t that strange. Mulholland Drive seems like a natural fit, for instance. Of course, the only way to be sure is to check out this Miss Twin Peaks Pageant. It’s in keeping with the scientific method.
Unlimited beer and a halftime buffet. These are things you’d expect at a Super Bowl party. It’s where they add the two giant projectors and the panoramic rooftop views of Manhattan that this one really differs from your usual spot. That’s how they get you.
The Hudson Clearwater folks have opened up a spot you should probably put in your dating database. Huge marble raw bar: check. Charming neighborhood-y appeal: yes. Duck fat confit potatoes: sure, what the hell.
