Weekend on the set.
If we told you we predict that you’re not going to open a single bottle of wine this summer, you’d call us... something unsavory. Probably “dum-dum.” If we told you that’s because Perks has a highly advanced device that lets you pour wine without pulling the cork, you’d... probably nod in agreement and then apologize for before.
Friday Morning, Santa Monica: You obtain housemade pastrami, smoked salmon and bagels at
the Westside’s new Wexler’s Deli.
Friday Evening, Santa Monica: You contemplate dinner at 1212, a new Promenade place from a
Bartolotta chef with smoked and fried jidori chicken.
Other times: Long walks on the beach. Sunsets.
It would be a drag to go all the way to Manhattan to browse surf clothes at Faherty’s shop. Fortunately, all those stylish trunks, ponchos and polos are now available at their new Malibu store. Or unfortunately, depending on whether or not you hate those things.
You want to get Dad something nice for Father’s Day that doesn’t start with T and end in I-E. And Downtown’s Modernica warehouse will be packed with over 60 dealers in modern design, furniture and office supplies on Sunday. See where this is going?
You like crawfish. Sunday’s Crawfest on Abbot Kinney has crawfish. 700 pounds of it, straight from Louisiana, plus andouille sausage, corn and bottomless beer. And, well... they’re going to need some help with that.
Chicas Tacos means “Girl’s Tacos” in Spanish. Kind of. But it definitely means “New place in Downtown where you can have tacos with beer-battered fish or cauliflower chorizo.” Thanks, half-assed Spanish dictionary.
