We built this weekend on rock and roll.
Your Perks: 1) An Asian-inspired seafood feast with king crab, tempura bass steamed buns, sangria and more. Seriously. More. 2) A VIP balcony ticket to see Detroit indie-pop duo JR JR at Webster Hall on November 4. 3) A three-course dinner for two with a side of burlesque (at no extra charge).
The professional excellent party throwers of No Ordinary Monkey are taking over the Wythe for Halloween and filling it with tarot cards, palm readers, séances and, in all likelihood, music. Oh, and you.
You know the painting Nighthawks? Of course you do. It’s famous and hauntingly beautiful. Now imagine if it had been a painting of CBGB or Nuyorican or one of many important past and present East Village institutions. You’ve just imagined this gallery showing. Well imagined.
Every Saturday you wake, take a reflective walk around the neighborhood and think, “I wish, right now, I could go to a big barn off Madison Square Park and have fried chicken with parmesan-rosemary waffles and an apple brandy cocktail.” Starting this Saturday, that’s no longer weird.
If you want to own an expertly fussed-over, impeccable made-to-measure suit, you go to Freemans Sporting Club. If you want to own an expertly fussed-over, impeccable made-to-measure suit for 25% less than usual, you go to Freemans Sporting Club between now and November 1.
In the East Village: The Garret guys have opened... another Garret—for punch bowls and
glass-flask-bottled cocktails.
In Greenpoint: There’s Brazilian steak, chicharrones and Planter’s Punch on tap at
Cozinha Latina.
