The weekender is mightier than the tryptophan.
Nothing says Thanksgiving Day like a hangover. The hosted open bar for the first hour of this annual Wednesday-before-Thanksgiving party should help you get started.
You likely haven't experienced chef Peter Gobin's talents since he's hidden away in the Chamberlain Hotel and his small restaurant is open only to guests. Only one way to solve this issue—get a room, and partake in his prix-fixe Thanksgiving dinner up there or downstairs.
If you'd rather do a more traditional dinner at home (minus the actual preparation, of course), Kerry Simon's restaurant is still accepting orders for its take-home dinners. Just like mom used to make...if mom had ever cooked for David Bowie.
The very casual, very loud Sunday-afternoon summer blowout usually known as "The Do-Over" returns—except not in summer and not on a Sunday. In typical form, the DJ is hush-hush and the line will get long early.
Holiday weekends always fill you with nostalgia, that most forgetful of emotions. This tongue-in-cheek take on a junior-high dance offers you a second chance to get the night right—or at least enjoy how horribly wrong it all is this time.
