The weekend has begun the arduous process of picking a fantasy football team name.
Sleep No More: the craziest show in town. The new after-party: by invitation only. Perks: now getting you access to both. We’re also putting a fleet of town cars under your command—with a $50 voucher for car service app Uber. Plus, mac-and-cheese wine tastings at Beecher’s. You read that right.
Great, another rooftop lounge. No, seriously, great. See, Hotel Giraffe’s opening their 12th-floor, retractable roof terrace to the public for the first time. So you can finally stop by after work, unwind on a low-slung sofa bench and see what you’ve been missing. Apparently, amaro mojitos and salmon belly crudo.
Movies typically end with credits. Rare exception: when they end with live battle royals. See, the stars of the wrestling documentary Fake It So Real will be on hand for tonight’s outdoor premiere at Crown Vic. When the film concludes, they’ll start body slamming each other. And taking some light Q&A.
Central Park. Always good for a jog. Or some Shakespeare. But pulled-pork sandwiches, not so much. Here to right that wrong: Fatty ’Cue, who’ve opened their maiden food cart inside the park at Bethesda Terrace. If you’re not sure exactly where that is, just follow the wafting aroma of pork shoulder.
You like to treat Friday’s commute home as a celebration. Which is fitting, because starting tomorrow, you’ll be able to pick up a growler for the train at Beer Table Pantry in Grand Central. The new brew shop will be stocking six regional drafts, 65 international bottles and plenty of brown paper bags.
You missed Prohibition the first time around, but worry not. Apotheke’s faithfully recreating America’s driest era every Wednesday night. The door’s password protected (try “revolver” or “white lightning”), but once inside, you’ll be able to sip moonshine from a mason jar without the threat of jail time. Blindness, though, still a risk.
