Shine on, you crazy weekend.
Your Perks: 1) Big-box-office-hit posters (Jurassic World, Mad Max, The Hangover) autographed by big-box-office-hit stars. 2) Volcano-grown flowers for that one holiday in February. No, not Presidents’ Day. 3) A box filled with romantically charged items for the bedroom. Or the living room. Or the dining room. Or the...
It’s a tasting and talk on how military edibles have influenced the processed foods we see today: everything from prosciutto and squash seeds to Mongolian jerky and powdered milk. They always leave the prosciutto part out of the history books.
The Chinese New Year’s coming up. It’s the Year of the Monkey, which, in Hakkasan’s world, means a combination of wok-fry lobster with truffle sauce and writing wishes on ribbons to be placed around the restaurant. So since that wok-fry lobster wish is already taken care of, go nuts.
A police raid, endless noise complaints, an anonymous angel investment and five years of renovations later, and Market Hotel has reopened to provide you with a warehouse-like venue to dance to some very good, very loud music. Isn’t that just always how it goes?
“Can’t tonight. Heading to an undisclosed Upper East Side apartment where Jarobi White from A Tribe Called Quest will be making me a delicious, savory feast.” —How to get out of any other plan you might have this Sunday.
In these cold modern times, you’ve got to fortify. You’ve got to have the kind of Tuesday dinners that come family-style, that have four courses, that include the likes of slow-cooked lamb shoulder and pasta al forno. Perhaps not coincidentally, Upland has scheduled just such dinners.
