He who weekends last, wins.
Your Perks: 1) Hand-rolled cigars for impressing people, closing big deals or just breaking out when you feel like it. 2) Socks delivered to your home on a monthly basis. Because you always need more socks. 3) Suit pants and jackets. Pair them together. Wear them separately. It’s your world.
Should the skies close for one glorious, fleeting moment this month, know that the InterContinental will be waiting with their outdoor ice-skating rink for all of your fake-winter needs. Maybe bring some fake hot chocolate, too.
The slow, methodical Peruvian takeover of our city is nearly complete. And their most recent advance comes in the form of this new spot in the Grove with things like cured tuna in aji amarillo and fried arroz con leche. Resistance is kind of futile here.
Got a new food truck for you. It’s called Lizarran, and it’s from a pintxos spot in Spain by the same name. So if you were expecting handheld snacks like croquettes, manchego-topped fries and Nutella churros... well, yeah.
Time: 3am.
What’s happening: You need sustenance.
Where you’re going: Talde.
Yeah. Because it’ll be open until 4am on certain nights now with a late-night menu full of tater tots with
sriracha ketchup, spiced beef lo mein and beer specials. Sorry about the beer specials.
Tequila with pumpkin-apple shrub. Trail mix bitters with rum. Bourbon, banana and black-walnut-infused absinthe. Those are things you’re about to drink courtesy of the Bridge pop-up bar that’s being run by some Broken Shaker and 1930s House vets. Pour one out for crossing the causeway.
