Hickory, dickory, weekend.
Your Perks: 1) Wallets, bags and card cases made of Italian leather to keep your stuff in. 2) A brand-new collection of wingtips, cap-toed shoes, lace-ups and other handsome things for your feet. 3) Handbags by the likes of Gucci and Givenchy and Prada. Why, yes, these do make good gifts.
A gift just came for you from Northern California. It’s a new Mediterranean spot called Yalla. It specializes in such things as steak skewers and wild salmon skewers and falafel, and it’s now open in Burbank. Hope it fits.
Wow. Everyone wants to clothe you these days. Let’s see, Kit and Ace just opened on Abbot Kinney with a bunch of ultrasoft cashmere button-downs, T-shirts and sweaters. And colossal-wave surfer Laird Hamilton launches his polos, shorts and sweatshirts at Ron Robinson on Friday. Idea: cashmere wetsuit. You’re welcome.
Might want to scratch whatever weekend brunch plans you made. Because now you’re going to Animal, where Jon and Vinny will be making you things like foie gras and biscuits, chilaquiles and avocado toast. Avocado toast: the official sponsor of LA brunch.
A small contingent of US oyster farmers is descending upon Grand Central Market this weekend. Their mission: to feed you as many $2 Hama Hamas, Grassy Bars and other oysters as possible. Meanwhile, the Oyster Gourmet will be there to talk bivalves. Liking oysters is critical here.
Death Spa. Dead & Buried. Halloween III. If you’ve never seen those Oscar-not-hopefuls, bring some friends to the Aero on Saturday. It’s showing seven horror films from night to morning along with food and gratis Peet’s coffee and things. You’ve binge-watched with less.
