The weekend is served family-style.
Your Perks: 1) A cutting-edge scale that measures your body mass index, fat ratio, muscle mass... and, oh, weight. 2) A pocket-friendly phone battery charger. Stocking-size, we might add. 3) All the Rolex and Cartier watches a person could want. In gifting terms, the showstopper.
Many things are on sale today. These matter:
For the Anglophile: 30% off a broad spectrum of Ted Baker goodness like leather wingtips
and Michael Caine–worthy blazers.
For the aspiring Kennedy: Gant’s unloading soft oxford button-downs and tweed suits for
40% off. You don’t argue with discounted tweed.
There are people named Paul. And then there are 125-year-old French bakeries named Paul. A new version of the latter is now open in Somerville, and they’re making chocolate beignets and croque-monsieurs just like you hoped they would. We’re sure people named Paul are doing just fine, too.
We’re past hot-chocolate weather. This is multiple-hot-chocolates weather. And the Met Back Bay is answering the call with hot-chocolate flights encompassing the classic, Mexican, salted almond and peppermint varieties. All of which can be upgraded to an adult version. The boozy kind, not the sexy kind.
Frozen Hoagies. First, it was a truck serving head-size ice cream sandwiches. But that was not enough. Now, it’s a brick-and-mortar serving the same thing, plus pies, milkshakes and cinnamon donuts also used to construct head-size donut ice cream sandwiches. Now it’s enough.
There was a time, long ago, when words were printed on fragile matter that tore if you pulled it too hard and didn’t even have a backlight. And now, there’s a new store in JP with over 3,000 of them, new and used. They call them “books.” They’re like Kindles, but softer.
