This week, Perks is taking you to Atlantic City and setting you up with a steak dinner, VIP nightclub access and a room at the Borgata. Also: half off your next Jeremy Argyle shirt, cut with just enough tail to be tucked, but not so much that you can’t wear the shirt untucked. It’s like the Golden Mean of shirting.
Things to do for July 08, 2010
Frozen Champagne, BBQ Party and The Beatles
The weekend is converting matter into energy.
Getting Iced at The Bourgeois Pig
When the temperature goes triple digits, it’s time to get creative. The Bourgeois Pig is taking its bubbling-hot, winter-ready chocolate fondue and solidifying the proceedings into an icy form. And since every good frozen dessert needs a chaser, they’re also chilling wine and champagne into sorbet form. Creativity we can stand by.
Missing Beatles Photos Lost and Found
If you were the son of a famous music photographer and uncovered 20 unpublished photos of the Beatles in Dad’s archives, you would first send Yoko a taunting email, then take a moment to compose yourself and finally phone the Morrison Hotel Gallery to help display your snapshots of music history. Then you’d email Yoko again to apologize for that first email.
Meatopia on Governors Island
Governors Island used to be a sprawling army base protecting NY Harbor. On Sunday it becomes Meatopia, a sprawling BBQ base manned by 30 of the city’s premier pitmasters, along with microbrew tastings and a little lazy live bluegrass. Which we’re confident in saying is the secret ingredient in every good barbecue.
Massive Summer Concert Series
From US senators to Jay-Z, everyone seems to find their way down to the Williamsburg waterfront at some point over the summer for the massive carnival, hipster parade and gratis rock send-ups that are the Jelly Pool Parties. Now add model Agyness Deyn to the list, who’s hosting a British pub with AllSaints during the shows. You’ve been meaning to have a pint with your senator...
Burlesque Goes Uptown
There was a time when the Oak Bar at the Plaza Hotel was men-only. That is, men were the only ones drinking. The fairer sex might have been performing a bawdy striptease, and Sunday marks the return of this glorious tradition after a one-century hiatus. Funny, it doesn’t feel like it’s been a day longer than 50 years.
West Coast Surf Party in SoHo
The prepster SoCal beach bums of Riviera Club, who based their line of shorts, henleys and tees on a surf god who once bedded 90 women in a single week, are importing DJs from Surf Lodge, bartenders from Apotheke and liquor from Scotland for an impromptu beach party at Saturdays in SoHo. Alas, the celebration lasts only two hours, so 90 may be too much to hope for...