Insider

  • HOME
  • WRITERS
  • TRAVEL
  • FOOD&DRINK
  • CULTURE
  • STYLE
  • CITY GUIDES
  • NEWSLETTERS

Posts Tagged ‘hotel’

Throw Away The Key

Thursday, August 26th, 2010

The highly respected Malmaison group of hotels are synonymous with interesting and quirky buildings, such as a former Episcopal church in Glasgow and a converted bus and tram office in Leeds. However, the hotel in Oxford is in another class altogether, being set in a converted prison. While this leads to lots of jokes about a stay here being a sentence rather than a holiday, there’s no doubt that this is an excellent place to head to if you’re spending any time in Oxford. Situated in the new Castle development, it’s a short walk from the station or centre of town, making it a great base to explore the historic city.

From the striking architecture – skilfully integrating the original prison building into a modern luxury hotel – to droll touches such as recordings of Porridge playing in the public loos, it offers a simultaneous treat for lovers of quirky and unusual places to stay, and for anyone who just wants to ensure that they are going to have a nice time in a luxurious setting. The usual high-end features that you’d expect – decadent and exquisitely comfortable bedrooms, high-end rainfall showers and flatscreen TVs and DVD players – are all present and correct, whether you choose to stay in the converted cells in the House Of Correction (somewhat more sophisticated than they would have been when this was still a functioning jail, which it was up until 1996) or the more conventional newer rooms. There are also some lavish suites to be found in the so-called Governor’s House, suggesting at least one former inhabitant didn’t have it too bad.

Obviously one of the highlights of the Malmaison group are their much-acclaimed restaurants and bars, and the brasserie here, located in the former solitary confinement area, offers a good selection of British cuisine, which might include Valley smoke house smoked salmon or rabbit and baby leek terrine to start, followed by loin of lamb or Donald Russell 28-day aged steak for a main course, and then perfectly complemented by a decadent dessert such as the moreish chocolate and Muscavardo cake. A fine range of wines by the glass or bottle are on offer to suit the meal perfectly. There are also some extremely good value set meals, the costs of which depend on how many courses you have and whether they include wine or not.

It’s very hard to discuss this place without giving into bad puns, so I’ll leave out the ones about this being a captivating or arresting experience. Suffice it to say that the excellent setting, great accommodation and wonderful food make this one of the nicest hotel experiences you’re likely to enjoy in Oxford, or anywhere else for that matter.

For more information, please visit http://www.malmaison.com.

Escape on the Chao Phraya

Tuesday, July 6th, 2010

Pool.main

A veritable grand dame in the Thai hotel business, The Peninsula in Bangkok is an Art Deco masterpiece and a triumph of both style and substance. Don’t go here for 21st century mod-cons and wizardry – but for a classic, charming and old-fashioned experience, The Peninsula wins hands down.

The Peninsula is located on the Chao Phraya River, opposite the Mandarin Oriental and Shangri-la hotels. The stunning pool area, complete with cabanas, smiling waiters distributing iced water, a terraced swimming pool and chilled-out tunes was the perfect place to enjoy a late afternoon jug of lemon margarita. The hotel’s riverside location is one of its biggest draws – a constant stream of boats and barges steam up and down the muddy Chao Phraya, making for a memorable sunset backdrop and an ever-changing landscape.

We were given a deluxe room located on the 24th floor of the hotel with great views across the river and city. We couldn’t help but have a nose around the rest of the rooms though – the Thai suite is absolutely gorgeous – miles of plain, dark wood creates a calm and cooling ambiance, with an intimate bedroom that runs a little smaller than might be expected, but lends the whole place a cosy charm. If you really want to kick off your weekend in style, fly in on a helicopter and land on the rooftop helipad for a truly sensational experience.

Service is friendly and unobtrusive, and despite the riots in Bangkok a few months ago, the city seems back on track for another hot and busy summer. The hotel was fully-booked the weekend we stayed, which meant we didn’t get to have breakfast at the riverfront cafe, but apart from that, it was pretty much perfect.

Deluxe rooms from THB 14,000 per night (approximately GBP 280). The Thai suite costs from THB 45,000 (approximately GBP 900) per night.

Peninsula Bangkok
333 Charoennakorn Road, Klongsan
Bangkok 10600, Thailand

Tel: (66-2) 861 2888
Email: pbk@peninsula.com

When in Rome

Monday, July 5th, 2010

Cavalieri_main

“You may have the universe if I may have Italy,” espoused the Romantic operatic composer, Giueseppe Verdi. I can’t help but wonder as I take to the streets of Rome, if that was in particular reference to its capital. The untouched relics on every street corner amidst its heady, hot and breathtaking beauty, always leave me wanting more of the Eternal City. Were he alive today, Verdi would no doubt fall equally in love with the city’s sumptuous Cavalieri hotel.

Now part of the prestigious Waldorf Astoria collection, the Rome Cavalieri has been a staple of luxury in Rome for over 45 years. As I pull up in front of its 1960s symmetrical façade, I am quite taken aback by its somewhat imposing exterior, unaware at first of the treasures to be found inside. Once through its grand doors, however, I am instantly enticed by the enormity of the hotel’s private art collection in the impressive reception and outdoor pool flirting with me from behind the bar. The sweeping central staircase leads down towards an even larger collection of art and manicured gardens. I am shown to my room, a stunning, Park Avenue-sized suite designed around one of the most comfortable beds I have ever had the pleasure of sleeping in. Located on one of the hills that surrounds Rome, I’m seduced by views of the downtown area and across to St. Peter’s and The Pantheon. One cannot visit a city like Rome and spend the entire time in a hotel room, but I wonder as I lay on those soft sheets looking out at the expanse of the city – this enormous living jigsaw puzzle – how I’ll ever tear myself away! Such separation proves more difficult when I see the size of my bathtub.

A spa appointment persuades me out the door and down to the magnificent 2500 square metre Grand Spa. Carbohydrate and Carpaccio calories can be worked off within minutes at the hotel’s luxurious fitness centre, followed by any number of blissful treatments in the Grand Spa. I personally enjoyed the La Prairie caviar facial, but guests can choose from a variety of Ayurvedic treatments and more conventional offerings, such as pedicures and manicures. The spa also boasts Turkish baths, hot and cold plunge pools, four swimming pools, hydro massage and whirlpools.

While I would rarely indulge in hotel fayre whilst traveling, in this case I must insist, as I would not dare miss out on the gastronomic excellence of Chef Heinz Beck at the infamous La Pergola. The only 3 Michelin starred restaurant in the city, its accolades are easily understood. Though not a Roman native (Beck is German) he is responsible for the legendary cuisine that has put La Pergola so firmly on the international culinary map. Surprisingly, dinner is far more reasonably priced than one would expect. For the best introduction to Beck’s genius, I would highly recommend the tasting menu: Tuna Tartare served in an infusion of green tea; flaky, perfectly cooked cod; liquorice shoulder of Iberian suckling pig – just a few of the delectable dishes on offer. If you happen to visit during the warmer months, dine on the roof terrace with its panoramic views across Rome.

Brunch in the L’Uliveto Restaurant by the outdoor pool should be enjoyed the following day, with its endless feast of sumptuous Italian and International delights.

For those who want to explore the art on offer throughout the city, there really is no better starting point than the Cavalieri. An entire book could be written about the hotel’s extensive art collection, the highlight being the three Giovanni Battista Tiepolo’s that hang proudly in the hotel lobby and the Andy Warhol’s in the Penthouse suite.

Looking to explore the city itself? Cavalieri’s contact list is enviable to say the least. For a private view of the Sistine Chapel simply give them three month’s notice and they’ll take care of it for you. Private tours of Roman palaces? Why, of course. A guided tour of the Pantheon with the city’s top art historian? They will sort it out for you immediately. I was fortunate to enjoy a private tour of the Palazzo Colonna, the only palace in the city in which the family for whom it was built still resides. Forget struggling with crowds to catch a glimpse of the city’s finest destinations – put yourself in the hands of the Cavalieri’s Private Guide and you’ll waste not a second queuing…

You may have the universe, my friend, if I may have Cavalieri.

Via Alberto Cadlolo 101
00136 Rome, Italy
+39 635 091

http://www.romecavalieri.com/

http://www.romecavalieri.com/lapergola.php

I Dreamt of a Beach Town

Thursday, June 24th, 2010

Greenwich_main

I am a not too discontented citizen of New York City, of a modern metropolis that is not lacking in taste, or zeal; where the people trip along the pavements and don’t look up to see the blackbirds, winging their way across the glittering facades of the business district. Here, the exteriors of the apartments are not lost in smoke, and the ruddy complexion of the boutiques along the avenues draw an alluring crowd.

But oh for the countryside! And the green grandeur of older days when I sent my boat racing along the pond. When the larger boats, white as the crest of a wave, swam into blue distances. And wasn’t that place just along the road, through the thicket and out to where the horizons suddenly open up? I remember you – East Hampton Long Island – and your marble wharves and cottages that lingered on the waters edge; the large oaks that twinkled against purple skies; the Marina where I played and Three Mile Harbour; those swinging cocktail parties where Errol Flynn was known to wander in with a stiff cocktail when my grandfather was still alive.

I’m in downtown Manhattan sitting in the courtyard of the The Greenwich Hotel, where De Niro dreamt of Italy inside Tribeca’s urban wild. “More like a classy home than a hotel…” they say, with the pink lampshades and the raucous fires and the new-age chandeliers inside. They have even imported the bliss of Asia for market-weary city-slickers – the Shibui Spa, where coconut and citrus perfume breathes above the lantern-lit pool, between the age-old bamboo wood where you lie face down and that frantic New York existence is reduced to the clear accord of ‘unimagined luxury’.

I heard about this place, the curves and lines of the rooms as preciously ornamented as the boulevards outside. The dark greens and yellows of the balcony, where I take coffee, and the water that falls on pressed shoulder blades as I wash away the day’s excess. I will dine alone tonight, with silver spoons at Locanda Verde, and I will remember my dream of Beach Town, where the antique wooden sailing sloop sailed into the night. And then I will go, on the liner that takes you there, and snatch some breakfast at the restaurant Cittanuova

The wind curls in the pines, and the indigo straights shimmer inside my glass of cognac. I remember you, East Hampton Long Island.

For more information, please go to www.thegreenwichhotel.com.

Pret a Por-Tea?

Tuesday, May 25th, 2010

Pret_a_Portea_main

As every fashionista knows; cupcakes, macaroons and cookies do not a Miranda Kerr doppelganger make. Thanks to the current heat wave, this thought has never been more prevalent in my mind as the sun forces my body out of its winter hibernation. My summer wardrobe is now a horrifying reality and this thought alone is enough to make me reach for the carrot sticks, leaving the delectable, Jason Wu belted mini dress mocking me on its hanger.

But what if I said that the Jason Wu mini dress was not made from (scarily) scanty silk, but was in fact fashioned from delicious poppy-seed dough, embellished with ruffled purple icing? Well, at The Berkeley this summer, you can find Jason Wu, Christopher Kane, YSL and Chanel all elegantly served up on a plate, thanks to their spring/summer inspired Prêt-à-Portea afternoon tea.

This sugared sartorial indulgence has been created by head pastry chef Mourad Khiat, a trend-setter that drops in on London Fashion Week to inform on his delicate patisserie creations. His top selection for Spring/Summer 2010? The hat – which is why the current Prêt-à-Portea collection is representative of this “statement accessory”: one outfit finds Paul Smith orange, papaya and pink lavender bavarois smiling beneath a jaunty chocolate bowler hat.

Other trend-infused delights include the must-have clog biscuit, adorned with chocolate brown studs and white leather glaze, a Christopher Kane pink almond macaroon filled with white chocolate and elderflower ganache and the decadently dark Erdem chocolate cake, laced with passion fruit.

Prêt-à-Portea is served in The Caramel Room at The Berkeley from 1-6pm every day, and the über fashion-conscious can opt for a glass of couture Champagne with their treats. It all just confirms what we already know – you have to eat, sleep and breathe fashion. Just be careful not to end up with cake on your face – even if it is Chanel.

To find out more, please go to www.the-berkeley.co.uk/fashionista_tea.aspx.

Mexican Fantasy in Camberwell

Thursday, May 20th, 2010

deluxe_king_main

Unless you’ve been living underground for the past few months, you will have noticed the recent explosion in Hispanic fever that’s hit London. First there was master chef winner Thomasina Miers’ Wahaca, paying homage to Mexican street food, swiftly followed by high street chains’ Tortilla and Mexicali.

Tapping into this demand for wide-smiled Latino escapism – so craved by a nation continually rained upon – is Camberwell’s very own Mexican adventure; Church St Hotel. Located just off Camberwell Green (as close as you’ll get to that fiery Mexican soil without leaving England), the rooms are painted in vibrant reds and deep hues of blue with authentic heavy weave rugs on the beds and enchantingly tiled bathrooms. The dearth of room space and amenities are more than made up for by the unostentatious charm of the place, and its diminutive size lends it the appearance of an authentic casita.

There’s a communal breakfast room/recently-turned second dining room. This renaissance is due to the ever-increasing demand for the restaurant’s Spanish-Mexican cuisine. It is here that you might spend hours in reflection on large sumptuous leather sofas, sipping cocktails from the bar as you dip back and forth into a collection of DVDs guaranteed to keep even the most ardent film buff occupied.

The restaurant itself, Angels and Gypsies, offers an extensive selection of traditional Spanish dishes, all of a tapas size so you have the chance to try more than one dish. The jamón ibérico was perfectly salted and oiled, and the sirloin steak with quail’s eggs and black beans was decidedly hard to share!

With attentive staff, and superbly priced food, it’s a charming little trip south of the river.

For more information, please go to www.churchstreethotel.com.

« Back