Things to do for March 28, 2013

The Weekender

Fire-Eaters, Crawfish Boils and Frosty Narragansetts

The weekend’s good enough, it’s smart enough, and doggone it, people like it.

Shopping in a Parking Garage. Again.

Shopping in a Parking Garage. Again.

Alchemist. They’re that edgy clothing store on the beach that’s located in a... parking garage. Well, they’ve got a second shop now. And it’s stocked with similar clothes (think Margiela jackets), similar coffee-table books and a similar cooler full of Jugofresh juice. Also, it’s in a garage. So parking shouldn’t be a problem.

Now open, Alchemist, 1109 Lincoln Rd, Miami Beach, 305-531-4653

It’s a Full Moon. Get Weird.

It’s a Full Moon. Get Weird.

Big news if you’re a farmer, werewolf or diehard fan of ocean tide patterns: LMNT is hosting a full-moon party tomorrow night. Expect, well, fire-eating, for starters. But also a DJ, chakra cocktails, hula hooping and a drum circle under the moonlight. May the spirit of McConaughey be with you.

Mar 29, 9pm-4am, LMNT, 55 NW 36th St, 305-490-8666

Blue Collar Does the Late-Night Thing

Blue Collar Does the Late-Night Thing

Your biggest problem at midnight on Biscayne: the lack of fried chicken. Well, Blue Collar’s got you. They’re keeping the kitchen cranking until 2am and churning out crispy bird, creamy mashed potatoes and two-for-one Narragansetts. This is a wonderful idea.

Fri-Sat, 11pm-2am, Blue Collar, 6730 Biscayne Blvd, 305-756-0366

Champagne Risotto. Bellinis. Brunch.

Champagne Risotto. Bellinis. Brunch.

A champagne brunch. Really, can’t top it. Unless that champagne’s poured into some risotto. Then... better. Maybe. Anyway, now add some lemon-ricotta pancakes, bottomless Bellinis and a live violinist into the mix, and you’ve got Serafina’s new weekend brunch. You know who would love this: a date. Any date.

Sat-Sun, 11am-4pm, Serafina, 1111 Collins Ave, Miami Beach, 305-534-8455

Eating a Bunch of Crawfish at the Fed

Eating a Bunch of Crawfish at the Fed

Good news, we’re about to use “crawfish boil” and “bottomless beer” in the same sentence. So, the Fed is having crawfish boils with bottomless beer. All the crawfish is being flown up the day before from the Gulf Coast. And all the beer is cold.

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