Taking it to 11 was inevitable this year. But before we leave the year behind, let’s glance quickly back at the places and things that really hit home. Taking it to 12 doesn’t have quite the ring to it...
By the looks of it, maybe the cougars have had their day. And like the passing of the torch, the pumas are coming of age. Either way, being a cub has its privileges.
It’s fair to say that bocce is having a moment. But on top of a regulation court with bayside views, a fire pit and wood-oven-fired pizzas, this place has also drummed up wine popsicles. Wine and bocce just seem so right together.
Pretty much everything lately is password-protected. So this high-security, reservation-only bar that serves cocktails by the three-course wasn’t too much of a stretch. Definitely worth remembering the secret code.
This gourmet temple has been packed since day one. Here, you order flights of cheddar or gouda first, then wine and beer second. So long as they keep it flowing, you’ll make the concession.
Just when you thought that bacon had its day, it resurrected itself in new, unimaginable and brilliant ways. Like this truck that gave the cured meat a dedicated mobile presence. If anything deserved a monument like this, it was bacon.
The model of restraint, the Germans dutifully confine their revelry to one month. We, on the other hand, prefer to raise a liter or two 12 months out of the year. Hence not one, but two spots that celebrate Oktoberfest on a daily basis.
It’s not that you’re opposed to going to New York. It’s just that it’s nice when New York comes to you. And lately it’s been in the form of shirts, shaves and suits. Consider it a sign of more to come.
