#worldsmosttalkedaboutweekend
Your Perks: 1) 33% off on-demand, hassle-free storage for your stuff. Consider it your spring cleaning godsend. 2) A night of VIP indulgence at Jay Z’s 40/40 Club. You can thank Hova later. 3) A glorious feast with three cocktails at a Mediterranean spot in the West Village. Your bill: 34% off...
Think of the most attractive bike you can imagine. Now think of one a little more attractive than that. Boom. You’ve got a vision of Martone, which is having a pop-up at the same place as Queen of the Night. We promise: bike season is coming... sometime.
You’ve heard of heavy metal. You’ve heard of sour beer. (Well, probably. It’s usually British. Tough to drink, but completely worth it.) And tonight, the beersmiths at Clinton Hall are bringing them together for a huge blowout. If you’re not making devil horns by round two, you’re doing it wrong.
Picture it. You’re at the Brooklyn Museum. You say to a date: “Yes, 19th-century Dutch portraiture does make me hungry.” Your move: this new spot, where you can discuss the finer points of spatial depth over lobster mac and cheese and prawns with plantains. Sea life in its natural habitat.
Consider this your official reminder: Monday is opening day. For Major League Baseball, sure, but also for Bo’s new clam night, where you’ll feast upon andouille sausage, shrimp and... yep, clams.
Let’s say you’re an expert at mah-jongg. A) We don’t believe you. B) You might be a Jewish grandmother. For non-masters, though, Royal Palms’ new mah-jongg club starts with a lesson before getting down to hot, hot tile action. You’ve always wanted to say you’re calling cracks.
