Seek and you shall weekend.
Your Perks: 1) Tennis lessons on a court inside Grand Central. Well, that’s different. 2) A colorful collection of slim-fitting Jared Lang shirts. Because spring is a season that’s happening now. 3) Exquisite, Swiss-made watches you could gift for Mother’s Day. Or keep for yourself.
You’re going to take advantage of a momentary lapse in financial judgment on the part of Saturdays right now. You’ll do it by obtaining stuff like denim jackets and print short-sleeve button-ups from them for 70% off. Try not to feel too bad.
Cy Twombly’s an artist whose work you see completely differently depending on your distance from it. You can just stare at it for hours. And, well, you’ve got a couple months to do so—feel free to use those first two sentences on your date.
Rays of sun separate as they’re filtered through a large window, which you’re sitting next to. You’ve got a tomatillo Bloody Mary and a breakfast sandwich featuring chicken meatballs.
YOU
I eat meatballs for breakfast now.
FADE OUT
Hot sauce. Things covered in hot sauce. People who are way into hot sauce. Beer. All these things you will find at the aptly named Hot Sauce Expo. And milk flasks. Maybe some milk flasks.
After a successful trial run as Chez Jef, that Bowery space is now La Gamelle. Things that dates will like about this include but are not limited to: rabbit pâté, crème brûlée and champagne cocktails. Dates love accent marks.
