Individual weekends may vary.
Your Perks: 1) Blazers, button-ups, ties and other things you’ll use to keep you handsomely warm in winter. 2) A bottle of Krug Grande Cuvée and a couple glasses. Can’t have one without the other. 3) If these watches make you jealous, that’s completely natural.
First, you become a member. Then, you await your marching orders. Finally, you show up to wherever the latest feast from London-based The Supper Club is and proceed to make merry. Because that’s something you can finally do in Miami. Related: supper clubs still exist.
Hi. Makoto is letting you build your own temaki now. They’ll bring the hamachi, salmon, veggies, unagi sauce, dried nori paper and rolling instructions to your table. You bring the date. Godspeed.
Kit and Ace, creators of nice things you can wear while being active (read: so much cashmere), have opened a new spot in the Grove. And next Wednesday, they’re throwing a grand-opening party from 7 to 10pm with bubbly, live art and edible things from Miami Smokers. Which counts as being active.
It’s happening again. YoungArts is doing their backyard bash after-party thing. Yep, the one with the DJ and the massive alfresco dessert table. You remember last year. Crazy. Anyway, go. Enjoy the open bar. Eat some cake at 3am. This is reasonable. This is all very reasonable.
The upstanding folks at Italian wine bar Cibo wish to start plying your weekend brunches with endless quantities of cured meats, made-to-order pasta and omelets, tiramisu, and specials on bottles of bubbly. It’d be mighty appropriate of you to oblige.
