Weekend savings time is upon us.
Your Perks this week: exclusive tickets next Friday or Saturday to the year’s coolest dinner—a feast of oysters, tacos, sangria and beer, served in an abandoned subway station. Plus: off-menu Korean barbecue for two and 63% off handsome framed posters of NYC. Your walls deserve Perks, too.
Here’s what you’re going to do. You’ll gather up your best friends, tell them they won’t be your best friends anymore unless they eat a whole animal with you, and come here. Then you all pull up a wooden bench, consume a lamb and bow to one another. Well done.
You’ve got a serious medical condition. It requires dancing. Hypofunkaphelia, they call it. So you’ll hit this temporary hot spot from Le Baron’s enigmatic Russian manager, Tolga. It’ll run until dawn every day at the Armory Show. You’re generally in favor of “until dawn” scheduling.
Just as soon as the sloppy snow ends, the sun emerges and the harsh winds of brumal despair are safely in your rearview, you’ll be Hamptons-bound. So you may want to call up the summer pool gods at the Montauk Beach House and reserve a room. There’s no despair at pools.
Somewhere between you learning to walk and you having breakfast this morning, Pac-Man became a valid form of high art. And so now MoMA has that, Tetris and 12 other games waiting to be viewed from a cultural lens. Because you’ll never get the high score on Water Lilies.
Some weekends include fried-oyster omelets, housemade pickles and barbecue-sauce Bloody Marys. Some don’t. It seems pretty obvious which kind of weekend is the superior one. So we’re just going to let you know that this brunch has those things. Quite a coincidence, that.
