CROSBY STREET HOTEL NEW YORK CITY,USA Every bit as brilliant as its London sisters, Crosby Street flies the Union Jack for smartness, for service, for downright, on-the-button Rule Britannia. The jewel in the crown of UK-owned new York crash pads (the London NYC,Soho House,etc) here is a hotel that has captured the hearts of even the most hardened Four Seasons fans. Yes,you are right in the thick of downtow Manhattan, but there's an elegant air about the place- abuzz certainly, but a calm, collected buzz. There are vast portrains of jack Russells above the fireplace in the drawing room, tables of high tea with scones and clotted cream, a wickedly wild maedow of flowers on the first floor and, up on the rooftop, the most outrageous kitchen garden, spilling over with tomato plants, rosemary bushes, melon vines and four of the most dashing Araucana chickens. Bedrooms are deeply coordinated yet delightfully mismatching towering headboards clash softly with striped wallpapers and poppy-print curtains-with crisp linens, huge windows and spotlessly sleek marble bathrooms. After a riotous weekend, spend Sunday night in the screening room taking in the latest Hollywood blockbuster, followed by a bowl of truffled macaroni cheese at the bar.
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