The hospitality is second to none, but don’t expect any of the stuffiness of a luxury five-star hotel. By the end of my three-night stay, I knew the names of nearly everyone at the front desk, as well as the bell hops, waiters, and housekeeping staff. (It helps that the original hotel, which had 1400 rooms, is now redesigned to include only 375, giving it much more space, and an intimate vibe.)
And you know how New York hotels can feel dark and cramped? While the central atrium of the Waldorf—known as Peacock Alley—has an old-world feel (and it should, as Peacock Alley is the only of the trio of restaurant openings that remains from the hotel’s former life; it connects Lexington and Park Avenues with its centerpiece being the iconic golden filigreed clock, a gift from Queen Victoria in 1893), the rest of the hotel is as bright and welcoming as any luxury property in Beverly Hills. (And by the way, there’s even a Met Gala cocktail you can order at Peacock Alley.)
While I would have been happy just hanging out in the lobby, I had a room to check in to. Upon exiting the elevator on the 10th floor, I was greeted by a vibrant common area, which is perfect for a change of scenery, or a place to hang while waiting on friends. There’s so many gorgeous sitting areas in the hotel, I would have needed another week just to experience them all.
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