The Look & Experience:
Look no further than staying at the Fitzpatrick Grand Central. This elegant hotel can be found in an enviable part of the Big Apple on East 44th Street. It is a real gem.
Bed & Bath:
Rooms at Fitzpatrick Grand Central are spacious combining contemporary design and classic touches.
About Your Stay:
Be it for business or pleasure the Fitzpatrick Grand Central Hotel is the hotel for you. Minutes from buzzing Times Square and all of the city’s unmissable sights, the Fitzpatrick Grand Central is without a doubt the perfect hotel to stay at. The bustling Wheeltapper Pub is very popular with locals and tourists alike. Maybe you might be able to get your hands on a pint of the black stuff.
If it is world-class shopping you seek you are within walking distance to Fifth Avenue which is a prime perch for shopaholics. Hip boutiques will be discovered and where you will be able to splurge on the decadent. . Out exploring you might be lucky enough to pass celebrity after celebrity so be ready!!
As the hotel is big on wellness you will gain complimentary access to the New York Sports Club which is only a short hop from the confines of the hotel. Maybe dine at the hotel’s outdoor and heated Patio. A stay at this boutique city hotel is truly a unique experience.
At the Hotel:
The hotel is big on wellness - Complimentary access to New York Sports Club
Short hop to all the hottest sights
Prime perch for shopaholics
Concierge Assistance 24/7
Valet Parking - $50 a day
Be In the Know:
In advance of its upcoming project, Dirty French (a French bistro in the Ludlow Hotel), the guys behind Torrisi, Carbone, and ZZ’s Clam Bar have opened a companion bar – Lobby Bar (212 432 1818) in the hotel. It's got a chilled-out, comfortable, a-little-too-glamourous-to-be-rustic vibe, and top-notch inventive cocktails like the Grand Prix with Japanese whisky, coconut vermouth, ras el hanout (a North African spice mix) & bitters, and the Muddy Water with cumin rye, Irish whiskey, cinnamon, bitters & absinthe.
Visit Hudson Malone (212-355-6607) Doug Quinn’s bi-level riff on a classic New York saloon is named for his two sons and kitted out with an array of artefacts: a deer head, the storied owner’s bow-tie collection. Try a glass of its freshly released branded wine: Hudson Malone Elegant White or Rustic Red, from the Napa Valley.
The Tarlow Empire’s new venture – Achilles Hell (347-987-3666) is a casual bar in a former ’60s-era tavern. While the cocktails are impressive, Tarlow wine power-woman Lee Campbell has curated an especially strong list including Luneau-Papin Muscadet and Piollot Champagne that go well with oysters or clams from the raw bar.
April Bloomfield and Ken Friedman’s original Meatpacking District the John Dory Oyster Bar (212-792-9000) was an ambitious, pricey endeavour, but its reincarnation in the Ace Hotel is an understated knockout. Tall stools face a raw bar stocked with a rotating mix of East and West Coast oysters, all expertly handled and impeccably sourced. True to form, the rest of Bloomfield’s tapas-style seafood dishes are intensely flavoured. Chilled lobster tastes larger than life, its sweet flesh slicked in herbaceous tomalley vinaigrette. Meanwhile, warm dishes take their cues mostly from the garlic-and-olive-oil belt—meaty octopus doused in aioli, plus miniature mussels stuffed with boisterous mortadella meatballs. Though the utilitarian sweets aren’t worth sticking around for, the savoury food here merits the inevitable wait for a table.
Michael White's extravagant, spectacular shrine to the Italian coastline is a worthy indulgence. Spend you shall, and with great rewards at Marea (212-691-8211). Start with crostini topped with velvety sea urchin and petals of translucent lardo, then move onto seafood-focused pastas, like fusilli spiralled around chunks of octopus in a bone-marrow–enriched sauce or sedating (like ridge less rigatoni) in a smoky cod-chowder sauce with potatoes and speck.
Danny Meyer’s first full-on foray into Italian cuisine focuses on the foods of Rome. The menu at Maialino (212-777-2410), from Chef Nick Wanderer, sets a new standard with faithful facsimiles of dishes specific to the area. Antipasti include delicate baby artichokes—deep-fried in olive oil—served with a pungent anchovy-bread sauce. Among the pastas that follow is excellent spaghetti all carbonara with egg yolks, guanciale and heaps of black pepper. Entrees, like the namesake maialino, a golden, fennel-rubbed piglet haunch presented with potatoes basted in pig fat, are a reminder of just how seductive authenticity can be. The restaurant, which is new to the Gramercy Park Hotel, hasn’t absorbed any attitude from its snooty surroundings (the velvet-rope Rose Bar is just across the lobby). Instead, expect Meyer’s trademark warmth and impeccable service—reservations seated on time, spills covered up between courses, napkins refolded when you get up from the table.
The beautiful desserts are, like the rest of the menu, faithful to Rome. Torta della nonna is, like versions found all across the city, a mix of toasted pine nuts and lemony custard. Even better is a frozen tartufo—fudgy gelato with a brandied cherry in the centre—just like the ones served in the Piazza Navona.
With New York increasingly overrun by complex spins on Italian cuisine, Meyer’s tribute to Rome offers a reminder of just how seductive authenticity can be.
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