New York, North Cackalacka and Weekend.
Your Perks: 1) Saturday brunch in a sprawling Midtown French restaurant with a DJ. Dancing is basically required. 2) Canvas prints that come in threes. Admit it, you’ve got the free wall space. 3) An MIT-grad-made sweater that uses science to keep you comfortable.
Woolrich John Rich & Bros. and Will Leather Goods are coming together. They’re doing it for you. For you to have a new weekender duffel, maybe a parka for next year. For 70% off. Guess they think it’ll never be cold again.
“I’m heading to a hot sauce shop, where a private chef duo will prepare five courses to accompany various delectable hot sauces, and where I will also be enjoying liquor from Kings County Distillery.” Feel free to repurpose that line whenever. On Thursday, maybe.
Rhubarb pancakes and eggs with smoked sea bass are vital elements of Michelin-starred chef Eduard Frauneder’s brunch experience at Freud. As is eating it on their newly opened patio. Patios, folks. Patios.
Just a six-day carnival from the guys behind Nightmare Haunted House, wherein you might play a giant chicken at tic-tac-toe or battle rabbit-costume-clad contestants in an egg hunt in a steel cage match. The true meaning of Easter.
They call these nights Drunk TED Talks. This one will involve Fleetwood Mac enthusiasts dissecting each song on Rumours, tippling and a post-talk Rumours dance party. Just like regular TED Talks. Only not at all.
Well, Midtown just got an American Cut, where Mr. Forgione will be serving 42-ounce ribeyes in an enormous spot that used to be the private entertaining salon of Sir William Randolph Hearst. Whither America’s private entertaining salons?
This spot used to just be a coffee shop. But now:
On weekdays: A 10-course tasting menu with things like deconstructed clam chowder and
maple-glazed pork belly.
On weekend evenings: À la carte dinners.
On weekend morning-afters: Nutella french toast with candied bacon.
Let’s hear it for ambition.
