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Welcome to Drunk Shopping, our feature celebrating the time-honored tradition of getting totally wasted while the sun's still shining before buying a bunch of debatably useful stuff that the sober you would be too timid or too restrained to take home. Each Friday we'll cobble together a new itinerary starting you off with a boozy Saturday or Sunday brunch before meandering through a few neighboring retailers and happy hours notable for seasonal specials, limited time availability, fantastic deals, recent openings, or new shipments.
If you work in fashion, you're probably already sick of Fashion Week. If you don't, you were probably born sick of Fashion Week. So we at Drunk Shopping have the perfect solution for this Fashion Week weekend and it couldn't be more anti-fashion if it tried. It involves food. Lots and lots of food. And eating of said food. Imagine that.
Start out at Gramercy's brand-spanking-new shrine to all things Italian and edible, Eataly. We know, we know, it's not exactly conducive to hard-core drinking on a budget—but there are bottles of wine in the $30 range and a plethora of imported beers. And poke around—do you want to take panini and gelato to Madison Square Park or do you want a sit-down lunch of pasta or charcuterie or just a very fine cup of espresso and an incredible pastry? You decide! We're totally flexible! We're a cool mom!
Don't leave Eataly without shopping around. You could easily spend a full day in the cheese section alone. Then there are the imported snack foods, the pastas and sauces, the bakery, the kitchenware and decorative items, the everything. Go early and be vigilante because when we visited it was mobbed and shelves couldn't get restocked fast enough. Plus: Free samples!
When you've had enough hording foodie craziness, head south to Union Square's green market (Saturday only). If you're still clinging to the waning shreds of summer, pick up some of the last great tomatoes and stone fruit you'll see before July of 2011. If you're like us and already draping wool cardigans around your neck and guzzling Italian reds, go for root vegetables, apples and squash. Or just get some goat cheese and a bouquet of something. It's fresh! You're supporting something that, like, matters to, like, certain people! Who needs a drink?
Backtrack to the Old Town Bar on 18th Street for some old-skool, totally un-hip yet utterly appropriate suds and cocktails. This place couldn't be more classic tavern—just blend into the dimly-lit woodwork and drink until you forget you even bought three bags of fresh produce and artisanal baguettes—hey, it's less to carry home.
Enjoy! And please do share your Drunk Shopping tips, tales, and war stories in the comments.