If you’d like to make a call, please hang up and dial the weekend.
Your Perks: 1) Prime, day-of reservations at Miami’s best restaurants. No more bribing the maître d’. 2) A long-sleeve shirt designed by MIT grads and infused with coffee. We’ll explain. 3) A Jay Z–approved hangover cure so you can continue brunching unabated.
Cutting right to the chase: Alaskan king crab is here. A whole month early. Because Red, the Steakhouse has just received the first shipment of their infamous one-and-a-half-pound specimens straight from the Bering Sea. Bib up.
Going down at Junior & Hatter: a photo exhibition from BBC journalist Andy Gallacher. His stuff spans 20 years of covering events, from the jungles of Central America to the streets of San Salvador. Also going down: gratis rum. Just keep it away from the Barbicide.
Q: Is it true that L’echon starts brunch this Sunday?
A: You betcha.
Q: What’s on the menu?
A: French toast and frog legs. Also: popcorn pancakes with bacon ice cream.
Q: But does that stuff pair well with bottomless Bellinis?
A: We’re going to pretend we didn’t hear that.
This Monday you may find yourself screaming the names of Mexican war heroes in between bites of tacos al pastor. Because Talavera is celebrating El Grito. And serving pitchers of tamarind margaritas. You know what that means: time to learn the names of some Mexican war heroes.
Here’s looking at you, Touché. On Wednesday they’re screening Casablanca on their rooftop and pairing it with Negronis, fresh-fruit hookahs and Kobe beef meatball sliders from former Top Chef contestant Carla Pellegrino. White tux: optional.
