Some of you might have been planning to break from New York this weekend for somewhere warm, wild, and full of fun-loving foreign people with exotic accents ... until the snowstorm put your holiday plans on ice. Well, here's a couple of spots that will make you believe you're somewhere fairly similar. Reports filtering back to the BlackBook cave suggest there's a new daytime drug called Merkato 55 making party-crazed foreign-ish types go berserk, and it’s available at the Meatpacking District resto every Saturday afternoon courtesy of two-day-party pushing brothers with a Bilboquet pedigree. Well placed/sauced sources have sighted “people with sparklers dancing on tables at 2 p.m.” Other insiders report “a full-on discotheque at 4 in the afternoon.”

Then there's the inevitable comparisons to St. Tropez, Ibiza, Punta del Este, and yayo-filled mangos. We've even received multiple, drunken texts telling us to “gt our asdss oerv her!!ee” In short, all the telltale signs that there might actually be a raging party going on, and on a Saturday afternoon, no less. Some even claim it’s contagious: “As [Americans] at the party get more drunk, they start affecting European accents, Madonna style.” So, even if the airports close, your flight to Punta del Este gets nixed, and you're stuck in New York this weekend, you can still pretend you're somewhere warm, debauched, and swarming with randy Euros. Merkato owner Unik Ernest tells me they’re simply “picking up where Felix left off.” And while it is most certainly true that Soho restaurant Felix also parties pretty hard on weekend afternoons, that's more of a summer sidewalk place. Plus we’ve yet to see sparklers there. The party moves downstairs to Merkato's subterranean lounge Bijoux after 5 p.m. and keeps going till 10 p.m.

But wouldn't you know, there's yet another prominent day party option right around the corner - do we detect a trend? - and it too has its origins in Le Bilboquet. Bagatelle's weekend afternoon soirees, which also have a distinct Euros-gone-bananas vibe, are helmed by former Bilboquet boss Aymeric Clemente and Remy Laba. In a bit of Meatpacking district intrigue, an impeccable source tells us spies from Bagatelle have been spotted stealthily checking out the Merkato afternoon jam, although the same source claims both parties are "equally fun and pretty similar. People dancing on tables, that sort of thing." In the end it is you, the table-dancing, sparkler-lighting, champagne-swilling consumer who wins. Two crazy options for daytime revelry within blocks of each other, and all without leaving the snowy confines of New York.