Atlanta

Call up this full Geisha-attired lady and she'll show up just about anywhere to give a two-hour tutorial on hand-rolling sushi; she'll also bring desserts, wine, and sake, make cocktails like The Samurai (sake, raspberry rum, pomegranate, & lime juice), share "fun facts" about the food, and teach you proper "sushi etiquette", which starts with you refraining from making inappropriate hand-rolling jokes.

6pm Friday at Standard Peachtree: 1841 Peachtree Rd NE, Midtown; 404.355.1410

Check out the Standard Peachtree's recently sodded backyard as they appreciate their loyal customers via a free keg party, powered by DJ sets from Blu Jemz, Lloydski, and sTERRYo, plus an appearance by NYC new wave rap/dance collective Da Hardy Boyz, who're looking to cut loose after their diligent work on Da Mystery of Smugglerz Cove.

This NJ-based brand thoughtfully lets you represent ATL with their just-released Atlanta Bank Heads series, part of their cash-minded collection of city-specific gear: black/red baseball jackets/fitted caps, plus tees, all (slightly confusingly) decked with Chicago Bulls colors and a surly Bulls-logo-looking piggy bank head collecting a coin, who's only mean-mugging because it knows you're gonna smash its skull one day when fiending for a Whatchamacallit.

3279 Roswell Rd, Buckhead; 404.995.0307

All summer, The Taco Stand's offering a different beer for $2.50 every day: Yuengling Mondays, Dos Equis Tuesdays, Terrapin Wednesdays, Corona Thursdays, and Pacifico/Sam Adams/Sweetwater on Fri/Sat/Sun. Tecates'll be $2.50 all the time, and they've also got a buy-one-get-one deal on any lunch or dinner item, like Salsa Burgers, BBQ Tacos, or "The Herschel" burrito, likely to make women do the Heisman when you approach them after eating it.

1789 Cheshire Bridge Rd, Buckhead; 404.593.2272

Formerly Club Fever (and further back, Keith Sweat's Industry), the 16,000sqft Life is freshly open for business, now boasting a marble-floored entrance, state-of-the-art lighting inside and against the outside columns, a revamped sound system, a downstairs area with shiny metallic floor-to-roof beams, multiple stages, super-sized video projection screens, and VIP tables, whose velvet ropes can't protect you when you attempt to channel Sweat, and everyone agrees that Something Just Ain't Right.