Weekend heals all wounds.
We can’t just tell you dress shoes are better when they’re handmade; when a craftsman had to painstakingly cut, shape and burnish each piece of leather; when he had to gingerly hammer in the sole that took days to create. That’s one of those things you just have to feel to believe.
The Federal is no more. Take a moment. Better? Good. Because it’s time to move on and meet the Fed, its new Southwestern doppelgänger that comes bearing hand-pressed tostada sandwiches and smoked-chicken skillets. All’s well that ends well.
This Friday, El Fresco studio will be taken over by vodka. Also by live art from Krave, music from Suenalo and then more vodka. Gratis vodka, at that. So, no, this is not a hostile takeover.
We’re assuming you’ll be at the La Fiesta Loca party at the Wynwood Yard on Friday. Locos Por Juana will be performing, of course. The food trucks will have tacos, of course. And Mortar & Pistil’s has something called a “Shit, I’m Balding” filled with tequila and jalapeño, of... no, not of course.
It’s almost summer. Right about the time when visions of ice-cream-stuffed brownie sandwiches and waffle tacos start dancing around in your head. And if that’s not the case, you might want to get yourself to the new ice cream sandwichery known as Cream, where that will become the case.
Anyone can pull off a Sunday brunch party. But it takes someplace... special to start pulling out the Maine lobster benedicts, bottomless rosé and chambongs on a largely unsuspecting Monday crowd. And that’s what’s happening at Izzy’s. In conclusion: Izzy’s is special.
