Sticks and stones may break your bones, but the weekend will never hurt you.
Your Perks: 1) Sunglasses by designers like Givenchy and Gucci. Except, you know, not at designer prices. 2) Maybe the most ingenuously designed umbrella ever. It rains in the spring, so be ready. 3) Autographed memorabilia... from guys who are pretty good at sports... with names like Larry Bird and LeBron James...
Sure, you’ve got the Derby. But it’s a month away. And in Kentucky. Where there are a considerable lack of beaches. So the ponies are coming to you with an equestrian competition on SoBe. There’ll be pomp, pageantry, sand in unmentionable places—the whole bit. You’ll be fine.
Tough time to be feeling “sick.” That “sore throat” of yours could use some soothing. Good thing Albert Trummer’s on hand to write you a “prescription” for that. It’ll likely involve something with alcohol and herbs for $10. And meatball-stuffed steamed buns at half-off. Also, quotations are highly “overrated.”
Us: There’s a new dinner party at the Forge called Project F. You: Project F? Us: Yeah. Picture it: you, dinner, a DJ spinning and then boom—someone from American Idol’s taking over the track’s vocals from a table next to you. You: But what does the F stand for? Us: ...
Ever listen to Daft Punk and think, “This would sound so much better on the flute”? If so, good news: there’s a new chamber orchestra putting classical touches on pop stuff. Their first concert is Saturday, followed by an after-party with a performance by Afrobeta. Doing Daft Punk. Not really.
On Sunday, you’ll be basking in Oak Tavern’s patio glory for the following reasons: Sicilian meatballs, antipasto salad, homemade pasta and wood-fired garlic bread for $18. Another reason: $20 carafes of wine. One more reason: you’re probably hungry.
