Being a tourist in New York demands that you orchestrates small interludes in your cultural consumption. You need the oasis, or refugees, were you can withdraw into private contemplation over the impressions the Big Apple so generously and constantly are pouring out over your soul.
Such a place is the bar at the Peninsula. It is a haven away from the hefty heartbeat of the city.
The waiters are soothing and attentive in their descretly performed eager to please your needs in any way they have in command. The barkeeper is of course first rate, and the relaxing atmosphere has that informal touch of naturally displayed luxury that goes with everything from Roederer to the Buddenbrooks. You don't sit down at the Peninsula, you immerse your fatigue into a furnitural embrace. And as your body is falling at ease, your urban worries evaporates in perfect harmony with the bubbles in your glass. If you ever should fall for the temptation to touch NY from inside, you won't come closer. This bar is the tenderloin of the town.
And I have not even mentioned the roofterrace. Absolutely top notch.More
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