The Weekender is not on strike.
Come for the 35-cent 1910 martini, stay for the unexpected view. During routine upkeep last weekend, the owners discovered a mysterious underground tunnel behind a wall—and promptly installed a window so you can see it for yourself.
At this annual parking-lot sale, you'll find modern furniture and other home wares from Calligaris, Robert Abbey and John Charles marked up to 70% off.
If you suddenly discovered you were the illegitimate son of Rob Zombie or Gene Simmons, you could update your wardrobe accordingly in the VIP room (where liquor flows freely) of this new boutique. Skulls feature prominently, even on the leather bags.
Hollywood's ever-evolving urban bistro now has a weekend sports-bar menu (Cajun BBQ Shrimp, Waffles a la Mode) for your game-watching needs, with two-for-one beers and free shots when your team scores. Hint: say you're a Pats fan.
Your favorite Downtown 21st-floor lounge (such a competitive category) brings you the rare opportunity to watch nostalgic 90's fans (Moby is DJ'ing) mix with the super-hipsters (nightlife king Franki Chan is hosting).
