New York

Battery Park

Sired from the chef-loins of THOR and Room 4 Dessert, these twin Shake-Shack-style kiosks will serve up gourmet lunchables like tuna cibatta, chicken clubs, and pistachio panna cotta. Picnick's also very green: the cutlery's actually made from cornstarch and dissolves after two days (a 48hr wait 'til you can legally pick up your old hobby of feeding forks to seagulls).

Sep 2 at the Highline: 431 W 16th St at 10th Ave; 212.414.5994

Just in time for Labor Day, the Guyz have quit their day jobs to concentrate on manly tunes like "Cock Block," "Your Mom", and that thunderous paean to John McClane, "Die Hard". Tickets are only $5.98 -- which sounds awesome, 'til you remember that these guys just quit their day jobs.

Created by a NY public school teacher, this G-map plots historic haunts of ill repute, like morally corruptive Allen and Chrystie streets (home to prostitutes), politically corruptive St. Marks (Lenny Bruce and Abbie Hoffman), and yarmulke-ly corruptive 2nd Avenue (Hebraic gangsters like Isidore "Jew Murphy" Cohen). Also corruptive: showing schoolchildren where their grandfathers once picked up hookers.

Thru Thu at 123 W 18th St, between 6th and 7th

Up to 75% off sweaters, jackets, and panchos from Valentino and Missoni. The former's London Stock Exchange look is best described as "dapper", while the latter's Euro-skiwear stylings are ideal for Alpine vacations when all that dapperness has crushed your soul into a crumpet.

At Magnetic Field, 97 Atlantic Ave, between Henry and Hicks, Bk; 718.834.0069

What was once bi-monthly fun now happens thrice, as Magnetic Field supplements its drunken, Jeopardy-themed "Dick Swizzle's Sudden Death Game Show" with the Family Feud-ish "Home Fink's Family Fist of Fury". Start drinking fast, because no amount of Brooklyn irony can stop Richard Dawson from kissing you on the mouth.