by erin g. on
I live in NY. I'm not used to these kinds of clubs but, this one was one of the nicer I have been in in LA. The decor is great, I like the outdoor patio with the fireplace and the fact that the bar is set up like a kitchen is pretty cute too. It was about 115am. I was standing at the bar in a white shirt (clearly noticeable in a dark bar) by myself waiting for the girl bartender to come over so I could grab one more drink and close my tab. I stood there for about 20-30 minutes before she asked me a damn thing. Granted the first 5 minutes don't count because there was a guy attempting to gain my attention which may have diverted me from making contact with the bartender but, none the less - there was an additional 20 minutes I stood there waiting for the bartender. The only girl at the bar in a WHITE shirt (in a dark bar - clearly noticeable) and I just watched her pass me by again and again. In the time I waited for the girl to notice me the guy bartender came over to me twice. So - I finally get my card back and leave a 8-10% tip being INCREDIBLY annoyed with blondgirl-bartender feeling like I wanted to leave her nothing but, kicking down a couple bucks to not be the guy that leaves nothing. 2 days later, I check my bank statements... She tipped herself adequately. I bartended for a long time and never did I take it upon myself to give myself a more gracious tip on someone elses dime. Watch your credit card tips.
by Mable Eckloff on
Hotel Roosevelt is a celebrity hotel. If that scene bugs u, dont stay here. My firm is throwing its Christmas party here.. but I will write about our one-nite stay this past summer. Our friends from NYC wanted to splurge.. so they checked into the Marilyn Monroe suite. Its BY FAR the best room with a great view of the pool downstairs. In order to get into the infamous pool.. u have to either be a hotel guest or be on a list. There is a bouncer, with red velvet rope, checking your name. We went on a Sunday afternoon, and it was seriously filled with beautiful people. Needless to say... I felt really out of place =X There is a certain Hollywood attitude that ordinary people cant fake. But we found our friends by the pool.. who ordered the cutest mini burgers ever. They were the size of your palm, and extremely good. We also got shrimp cocktails and (strong) mojitos. The Marilyn Monroe suite is ridiculous. The balcony clearly overlooks the action below.. where Lindsay Lohan and Paris Hilton once claimed opposite sides of the pool and squared off. There is a DJ spinning music all day long, with songs such as "Beverly Hills.. that's where I want to be!..." I couldnt believe people seriously lived like this. Our room had champagne on ice, and the refrigerator/pantry was fully stocked with Voss water bottles, gourmet chips and nuts, and a crazy selection of candy bars. The suite was spacious.. big enough to hold a small party (which was the purpose of checking into this suite). The bed was so pretty.. covered in white curtains with a giant picture of Marilyn Monroe on the backwall. The perks: - the bathroom comes with Fresh products. expensive but "free." :] - there are pill bottles filled with M&Ms sitting around the suite.. supposedly to emulate Marilyn Monroe's infamous pill overdose.. they are definitely collectibles, and "free." :] - the maid delivers gourmet chocolate chip cookies every hour.. between the 5 of us, we mustve eaten at least two dozen We ended up ordering room service for dinner.. which was WOW. it was not from the hotel restaurant.. but a steakhouse next door.. i forgot the name. We ordered something surf and turf... with asparagus tips, lettuce wedge salad, biscuits, etc etc... the servers plated everything so exquisitely in our room. I took pictures (but dont know how to post them). It was seriously one of those once in a lifetime things where ordinary people lived like shallow celebrities for a night. Our stay at Hotel Roosevelt was seriously quite cool.
by Irene F. on
I used to love it here, but now, at a ripe old 23, I feel like I'm getting too old to deal with the stupid steroid-addled Long Island guys and their screeching bleached blonde girlfriends, or whoever they are trying to pick up. The music here is always amazing, which is why it gets 4 stars...after all, the music makes the club more than anything. As far as the mega-clubs in NY go, Webster Hall is probably the best out of the ones that are still open (I miss Limelight!!), but the smaller clubs are way more worthwhile.