The weekend would like to thank Monday through Friday, without which it never would have made it to this stage.
Your Perks: 1) The best bottomless brunch in Gramercy Park. The kind that could involve cookie dough pancakes and boozy PB&J french toast. 2) 25% off the world’s safest earphones. Your morning jog needs this. 3) A supply of the electrolyte-packed, hangover-fighting LyteShow. Consider it your weekend’s new VIP.
As far as shoemaking goes, the Brits at Grenson have pretty much nailed it. We mention this because you now have easy access to the largest collection of their stuff ever to cross the pond. They’ve got a whole pop-up at Freemans Sporting Club right now. And you’ve got feet.
The Fellow Barber gents have set up shop in the lobby of the Wythe Hotel. And they’re offering haircuts, shaves, handsomer-than-necessary razor kits and the famous visage-rejuvenating hangover treatment. Or just pop up to the roof for a hair of the dog.
Well, french toast had its time. Now is the era of wood-grilled raisin bread topped with ricotta and blackberry preserves. As in, what you’ll feast on at Marco’s freshly extant brunch in Park Slope. Should last you until somebody perfects sous-vide pancakes.
There’s a small industry get-together for film and acting professionals this weekend. Maybe you’ve heard. Maybe you’d even like to celebrate it with a three-course dinner and a private-hotel-theater watch party. If so, Crosby Street Hotel’s doing... all of that. Red-carpet attire is optional.
Most inconsequential day of the week: Tuesday.
Exceptions: When they’re “Fat.”
Example: The Dutch. Andrew Carmellini’s seafood gumbo. Cocktails called Funky
Pirates, made with white whiskey, melon and lemon. The Afro-beat stylings of People’s Champs. Those
things are all happening this particular Tuesday for Mardi Gras. Good luck with Wednesday.
