Drown your financial woes.
It's the Four Seasons, 'nuff said? Accepts all manner of currency.
- Ink48
- Midtown West
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Boutique
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$$$$
Ink it in for your next Javits or midtown foray.
Big old white tower long a stalwart of the Central Park South skyline.
Vulgar displays of power, Cristal popping, and a $1,000 omelette.
Baroque splendor off Madison Avenue, specializing in Parisian pampering.
Home Alone, Eloise, Midwestern tourists, Donald Trump, rich permanent dwellers and you.
- The Alex
- Midtown East
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Business, Lux
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$$$$
Lux-modernism sans thumping techno, The Alex's mantra is cool, calm, clean.
Think old school, think the Benj, bastion of calm and sanity in grand Grand Central location.
Stuffy Euro aristocrats plus rootless American nouveau riche equals 23 grand pianos, a highball, and a mammoth room fee.
Tribeca's mayor goes into the hotel business. Travis Bickle types book elsewhere please.
Paradise for blue-hairs with big bills.
Old money, new money, and a horse and carriage parked outside.
Exquisitely well-mannered, well-dressed and white-gloved. Just when you thought the world had gone completely to hell...
The Donald's sick prk vws for masters of the universe and the Euro-rocking aristocracy.
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