Drown your financial woes.
It's the Four Seasons, 'nuff said? Accepts all manner of currency.
Big old white tower long a stalwart of the Central Park South skyline.
Vulgar displays of power, Cristal popping, and a $1,000 omelette.
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.
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...
Seriously lux uptown scene doesn't relinquish its share of New York cool.
The Donald's sick prk vws for masters of the universe and the Euro-rocking aristocracy.
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