Rolex. Apparently, they’re kind of a big deal. Well, we’re getting you some of their handsomest watches ever for less than the going rate. (Thank us later.) Also, you’re getting 25% off wall art made from sound waves and up to 64% off the sharpest knives on earth. (Your turkey deserves it.)
All work and no play makes a dull weekend.
A Beer Showdown at Public House
On Tuesday, it was all about red states versus blue states. Today at Public House, it’s about East Coast versus West, on an even more important subject: beer. This event faces off eight beers and cheeses from both sides of the country. Bipartisanship never sounded so good.
Two days ago, it felt like summer. Today, not so much. Related: the New England–inspired clothiers at Onassis stockpiled a fair amount of drinks like beer and champagne to celebrate their opening and are taking 15% off a bunch of autumn-y wearables. But they had you at drinks.
Central Kitchen Gets into Brunch
Brunch. You’re familiar. So you pretty much know what to expect from Central Kitchen’s debut on the scene: Bloody Marys, pork-belly benedict, olive-oil-fried eggs and grilled bavette. Sometimes the expected feels so right.
A Hall of Fame Meal at Jardinière
To celebrate its 15th anniversary, Jardinière invited some of their former chefs and sous-chefs to cook for the night. Which means guys from Bar Bambino, La Folie, Redd and Serpentine are making you lamb, quail and sea urchin. You knew there’d be sea urchin.
Herb Caen. Great journalist. Great drinker. Well, four of North Beach’s top bartenders—from Txoko, 15 Romolo, Campanula and Bottle Cap—are competing to make an original martini inspired by Herb. The judge: you, with the winner going on Bottle Cap’s menu all month long. Probably your most important vote all week.
Champagne. Waffle Fries. That’s Basically It.
Waffle-Fried Duck Legs and the Happiest Hour There Ever Was
A Nice Little Indoor/Outdoor Date Situation
Lobster Rolls. Lobster Melts. Lobster Sticks.
Cap’n Crunch Fried Chicken and Over 200 Sakes
This Basically Makes You a Lunch God