It’s terrible, we know.
Let’s all try to get through one more together. Agreed?
Here’s Dudley Market, a very Venice-y new market, wine bar and dining spot that’s now soft-open mere feet from the boardwalk and the sand. It looks a whole lot like this.
It’s a tidy, window-wrapped square of exposed rafters, subway tile and red brick. Looking on to lucky beach-bound people. You’ll stop by for...
Those shelves will supply your beach picnics. The kind that require you to stuff a Uashmama backpack with some wood-accented headphones, a copy of Kinfolk, shuckers and knives, and white-oak-smoked honey. The Venice kind.
That stranger you met bodysurfing... seems like the type who would enjoy joining you at the bar for oysters and rabbit fettuccini with a draft Baja beer or a carafe of biodynamic Cali pinot. Not that you’re typecasting.
Gatherings of the brunch-inclined.
When your time arrives, you’ll introduce friends to a wooden table laden with espresso (or an espresso shake, weather-pending), crab-and-crème omelets and, obviously, avocado to—
We can just assume that last one going forward, right?