And then the weekend was like, “I’m here.”
Your Perks: 1) An ultrathin portable battery pack with enough power to bring your phone back to life. 2) A pair of ridiculously comfortable sweatpants you’ll never want to take off. 3) A couple of stainless-steel and gold-plated watches with diamonds. For him.
For a little something different this year, Caviar’s happy to bring you a spit-roasted, free-range Greek turkey from Souvla. There are only a few of ’em, but they’ve got Greek oregano, dried lemon peel and... tryptophan. That’s still in there.
Maybe you need a suit. Or a leather weekender. Or some Abbeyhorn steak knives. Or something called a “gift.” Point is: Wingtip’s got it. Other point is: they’re having a pre-Thanksgiving sale. One of those more-you-spend, more-you-save kinds of sales, up to 25% off. Do what you must.
You’re probably going to need a nice red to go with your annual turbacobeefducken. Might be helpful to swing by Arlequin. They’re having an all-out Beaujolais Nouveau party, pouring more than 30 different labels from top producers. There’s got to be at least one that goes with turbacobeefducken.
There are about 4,752 decisions to make at the first West Coast outpost of Farm Burger. First, you have to decide between grass-fed beef, pork or vegan. Then you’ll pick from 35 toppings like smoked-paprika mayo and oxtail marmalade. Eventually, you’ll decide to eat your decisions.
It’s the feast that everyone’s been waiting for. All the classic fixings are at the ready. Yes, gather round for all-you-can-eat Dungeness crab and garlic noodles with bottomless mimosas and micheladas—the Crab Feed at the Hall is finally here. Let us give thanks.
