Let sleeping weekends lie.
0.2 inches. That’s how thin this handsome, ingenious, Dutch-designed wallet is. Now grab a ruler and try to figure out how such a wallet could still manage to hold up to 10 bills and four credit cards or IDs. Actually, that seems like a pain. Just take a look at this.
Cafeina is doing a ’90s game night on Thursdays now. A DJ will be providing an era-appropriate soundtrack while you partake in $5 pours of beer and a few rounds on the resident Super Nintendo and Sega Genesis systems. In conclusion: ha.
Once, there was a small town where music was banned. Then, Kevin Bacon came along and angry-danced his way through a warehouse, which resulted in Chris Penn mastering the robot. The film you’ll be watching on the sand during Hyde’s next movie night should fill in the gaps, but yeah.
Your date: “Oh, I love playing games.”
You: “Cool. Let’s meet at the Miami Cemetery and put on a headset where a remote voice
will tell us where to go and what to do and generally mess with our sense of reality.”
Your date: “I mean, Jenga’s fine, too.”
Sure, the inside of the Traymore is lovely. But we have it on good authority that their new brunch menu of Maine lobster toast, roe-topped eggs benedict and gin cocktails stands up to the breezy elements of the patio quite nicely. Just something to think about, is all.
In 1888, a brewery called La Tropical opened in Cuba. It had a garden, where much beer was consumed. After 120 years, it closed. Enter: Concrete Beach. They’ve recreated La Tropical’s recipe and are channeling its beer garden with a pig roast and cigar party on Sunday. Heroes.
