The weekend is a three-crown kind of horse.
Your Perks: 1) You (or a lucky someone) will get the chance to joyride in a dream car. Only, you know, it’ll be real life. 2) Tickets to a giant crawfish festival on Governors Island. So summer of you. 3) A table with bottle service at a huge Midtown sports bar. Game on.
So a pool deck, a rave, some high-intensity interval training and some cocktails walk onto the rooftop of the Empire Hotel. And... that’s it. It’s not a joke.
American Pharoah is racing 1.5 miles with a small human on his back in an attempt to win the first Triple Crown since 1978 next Saturday. Maysville’s got a viewing, along with juleps and crispy grits with country ham. You’re buying tickets for that right now. Good on you.
Find yourself on the back patio of Ivan Ramen splitting some cold ramen and a sandwich made from Chinese-style roasted pork, a miso-garlic-butter hero roll and Tokyo duck sauce for brunch, and you’ll be pleased. Just a prediction we’re making.
Tickets are pretty wildly sold out for the first set of Ansel’s new mysterious upstairs tasting dinners. But if you can possibly hold out until the end of July, those tickets are going up on Monday. Redundant alarms ought be set.
You’ve been to Clover Club. You enjoyed Clover Club thoroughly. Now some folks who established it are doing vaguely Latin cocktails, also in Carroll Gardens. Carroll Gardens gets all the cocktail bars from Clover Club vets.
