The age of weekend.
Your Perks: 1) Flowers grown from a volcano in South America. Good story, great Mother’s Day gift. 2) An engraved bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue. Say it with scotch. 3) Some boxing gloves... signed by Pacquiao and Mayweather. We know you know those two.
Dinner at East Borough: great. Dinner and a movie at East Borough, then the ArcLight: now not an absurd idea. Culver City’s own ArcLight opens tomorrow with its cushy, reservable seats. There aren’t any funny jokes about movie popcorn left in the world, sorry.
The people behind Scout are opening the first West Coast location of Assembly tomorrow. And they’ve scoured the world for good-looking stuff like Feit’s handmade shoes, Dutch-made 14-karat gold staples and sharp linen suit jackets of their own devising. All so you didn’t have to.
Ox & Son knows you have a busy weekend to do. So they’re slipping bourbon, bacon and chocolate into your pancakes and calling it brunch. So that’s killing like six birds with one stone. Depending on your pancake intake.
Saturday night. Could be Mayweather. Could be Pac-Man. Either way, you’ll enjoy a civilized good time at Beverly Wilshire’s Sidebar. Because they’re showing the fight on their big screens while feeding you bottomless bar eats and cocktails. And because no one is punching at your head.
A spicy Nashville chicken outfit named Howlin’ Ray’s takes over Barrel & Ashes on Monday. Meanwhile, Harvard & Stone is dedicating the week to mezcal with help from Guelaguetza and some live bands. Both sound like a good call for a Monday. Cuatro de Mayo, you see.
