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The Zetter Townhouse, situated just behind the Zetter Hotel and home to one of the best cocktail bars in London, was the base of operations for some business and a nice pile of art.  NPS was put into room 6.

Art included, the Tate, some theater, and a concert.

The shower is not plastic, though climbing in and out of the enormous tub is a thing,  Perhaps some short stairs should be installed.

Room 6 could use a better wardrobe, and some updated less shabby furniture.  But all in all it is a nice place to spend a few days.

On our way to the Tate, we stopped by Ibérica Farringdon for a bite.

Our visit to the Tate Modern is documented here.

Of course a cocktail at the Zetter Townhouse rounded out the Thursday plan.  We keep reminding them what a Liberal is.

Then some business which included two very nice meals, one at Bocca di Lupo and an incredible lunch at Inko Nito.

A French dinner at Le Café du Marché was very good for London but would never fly in Paris.

Saturday afternoon was meant to start with ramen, but Mohonon was closed (fortunately that was remedied Sunday evening.  Suffice it to say that Bone Daddy just does not stack up.

Waiting on line might require a beer.

Some shopping at Varvatos cost everyone a pretty penny, but was surprisingly not awful.

We just had time for a brown meal at Hawksmoor before the theater.  Then it was off to see Lyonesse which was enhanced by some sugarless French 75s.

The play was quite good, a medical emergency nothwithstanding.

The next day included a run back to Soho to visit Etro.  And then some incredible classical music at the barbican.

Followed by real Ramen.  Mohonos is just so good…equal to Japan.

A nightcap at Boccas was not terrible.  But no Fernet in an Argentinean bar?!  What?!  A Pisco Sour (Peru?) would have to do.

All in all, four showerheads and a quick furnishings update required for the Zetter Townhouse.

 

 

We returned to the Hytte in Tyinkrysset, sadly without Anne this time for a quick hit of winter after some business in Oslo.  It is always magical to visit the hytte.

We did some day hiking this time, but no major adventures.  It was just nice to cook, talk, and drink a negroni or two.

On the first day hike, we went down into the valley (and then back up).  We discovered a body in the woods.

But Gøran was not phased.

She was quickly revived.

A second hike the next day was more wintery.  What we thought was a light dusting was actually 6 or 7 inches of snow.

I guess that was really an adventure!

After warming back up at the cabin, the boys headed to up the hill.

The hytte can actually be seen in this picture just over the snow bush.

A hike into town yielded a delicious risotto.

And then it was off to Bergen through 51 tunnels (we kept meticulous count).

A ride up to the top at sunset was absolutely magical.

The Rock Band

The beautiful and funky Christiania Teater has experienced a face lift.  Even room 620 (a long time NPS favorite) has been updated.

The Fly2Get train in from the airport is a snap.  The upgraded decor a welcome change.

 

Funky art in the hallway.

The orange juice machine remains the best in the world.  In fact the entire breakfast situation is top notch.

Cafe Skansen is well worth a visit.  Great place for a business dinner.

Fireside chat?  In Oslo it is the real thing.

Engage.

The Munch museum (iteration three) is well worth a visit.

Himkok seems to have jumped the shark.  Good luck edging in past the masses!  We tried the Swan instead.  Which was OK.

On the other hand, Indian food at Mantra was excellent.  Great decor and the best indian so far in Oslo.  And Dinner is a good place for dinner, though the food is much better than that work-a-day service.

 

Then it was off to Tyinkrysett.

 

Five showerheads for the Christiania Teater hotel.  We will most likely return sooner than we think.

 

Generally speaking, we don’t frequent too many DC hotels since DC is so close to home.  But sometimes timing is such that a night in a hotel is in order.  The Dupont Circle Hotel is centrally located and not an unreasonable place to stay.  Nothing to write home about, but good meeting facilities and proximity to plenty of good things to do.

 

The outside patio is a nice place for a Negroni on a fall evening.  Do note that the bar closes down rather early.

A corporate dinner event at the Lafayette (in the Hay-Adams) was very nice but exceptionally old school even by DC standards.

We were assigned hamster cube 804.  The view of the construction site (where jackhammers fired up at 7am) was unobstructed.

Though by no means plastic, the shower was still slightly wrong.

Jackhammer guys.

Excellent meeting facilities.

Four showerheads and some more imaginitive fun and games for the Dupont Circle Hotel.  We didn’t get that room on the roof from the website.  LOL.

Before the 30th Anniversary Music Party, there was Contessa.  Great food with a superb city view and militant eastern european staff.  Not sure I would make a habit of it.  Dining with two of my favorite women tips the scales radically.  But honestly, Contessa thinks too much of itself.   It is aptly named.

After the 30th Anniversary Music Party, the pool at The Verb Hotel (right next to Fenway) was bait.  Honestly we felt a bit baited (and switched).  The Verb is trying so hard to be hip and cool.  But they are falling short due to a number of factors mostly involving an actual demographic of families with kids, a terrible breakfast situation, and a very small dingy pool.  Oh well.  It was a great plan.

We paid for a pool view room.  Whatever.  We were on the second floor a nice hike from everything past many hallways of refrigerated hamster cages.

This may be one of the only times and actual touring musician has ever stayed at The Verb.  Too much veneer and not enough reality makes NPS a grumpy poster.

The Pool.  Such a great idea, and so not what it needs to be.  We did use it.  And we had some great Mai Tais from next door.

At least the shower is not plastic.

The real record player was a nice touch and fun. Many of the records were in terrible shape though.

Mandolin.

It was great to be in Boston for the night.  We had fun.

Sunday Jazz at the Mad Monkfish.

All in all, not a plan to repeat but one that was worth doing once.  The Verb Hotel earns two showerheads and is summarily dismissed from the target list.

In the still active quest to find a NY hotel to use as home base, we present the (nope) Intercontinental Barclays hotel.  This was a quick, trip up for business and pleasure.

The Barclays is old school.  Well, old.  Definitely old.  Try as they might to upgrade to “hip” or “relevant,” there is too much inertia for the sluggish IHG chain to overcome.

Our arrival was very corporate and our room was nice but hamster cage.  All vestiges of Kimpton privilege have been assimilated.  And there is only so much that you can do to drag a mid-century hotel into the new millennium.  Frankly, I don’t even remember what our room number was or even what floor it was on.

The shower was fine.

A comfortable generic bed.  Design by somebody’s grandmother.

Oh, here it is, room 939 on the not at all memorable 9th floor.  This is a concierge floor which means only you can share an OK breakfast with other people who think that concierge service is good.

But it was NYC!  BTW, the Fasano is a great place for a ridiculously expensive business dinner.  Great food and a relaxed atmosphere conducive to conversation.

Also, as always the tucked away Oyster bar in Grand Central is a fun place for a snack.  We tried out the back room (new to me).  The front is more NY, FWIW.

Meanwhile, the bar back at the Barclays has a reputation far beyond its ’70s reality.  Great cocktails served by cynical old school NY barkeeps with a hotel lobby feel that can’t be overcome.  Skip it.

The great news is that the trip’s most memorable experience was a great one.  The MOMA’s Karl Lagerfeld exhibit was not to be missed.  See more here.

Before whizzing back across town and under the river to Newark, we had a great lunch at Blue Willow somewhat on a whim.  Outstanding.

All in all, three showerheads and a continued search for a NY home for the Barclays Intercontinental.  Too much corporate genericism for us.

Definitely get an apartment in Berlin at the Circus Hotel.  Just make sure it’s not apartment two (unless you like going up and down precarious stairs).  We are told apartment four in the main building is the room to request.

Apartment two aside, the circus hotel has lots to offer, including great breakfast, a top notch bar, outstanding staff, and the best lost-and-found monkey in Europe.  We enjoyed the location.

Once again no AC.  Berlin was cooler than Brussels (in both ways), but it still could use some HVAC tech.

The shower was just fine, though the bathroom was down some stairs and was pretty tiny.

It rained.  But we ventured right out into it.  Berlin with Lisa and Noelie is fun no matter the weather.

The holocaust memorial is a good place to visit in the rain.

I had not seen the Brandenburg gate since 1985.  Things have changed in Berlin.

 

The Wall museum is well worth checking out.

But then you need a rooftop bar without a corporate event!  And yet it is apparently too early to drink?!  Who knew.

Problem solved!  Open your own rooftop bar and serve Tanqueray and Tonics whenever you want.  The collusion from the circus staff was greatly appreciated.

And what is a party without sun umbrellas?

This is the 100th luftbaloon (it didn’t make the cut).

Of course our actual reason to visit Berlin is to visit Jaqueline!  new life.  new town.  new beginnings.

It’s startup city.

An actual dark and stormy with Angostura procured after a delicious dinner.

About that monkey…

We started the next day with a river tour.  Highly recommended, especially if you bring Markus along to translate.

The architecture is stunning and gorgeous.

But it’s too hot!  So time for a beer with the boyz.

 

St George

Or make that a truly awful cocktail at Wilde Matilde what a place.

What?!

I will never forget the clickty-clack of the skeleton teeth.

Marx and Engels.  Or maybe not.

Dinner for ten (!!) at VOLK was slow. Delicious. AND SLOW. Not a fan of French-style service though the food was great.

And then it was off to the Oderberger Pool for a midnight swim.  Who knew we were supposed to be there at 10?!  LOL.  This was awesome.  A romantic and delightful thing to do as a couple.

This rainbow unicorn is a tricky thing.

Another beautiful breakfast at the Circus Hotel.

We found of a copy of the Alchemist (not in London) and so had a celebratory CR#2.

We looked into terror and fascism for as long as we could stand.  The idiots in the US don’t think this can happen again.  They are fools.

Time for a quick roses break to level set.

 

Jacqueline on the street.

And a prize visit to Beavis, an outstanding bar.  Fortunately the lightning storm spared us all.

All the way from Virginia, some 601 now lives in Berlin.


Have breakfast at the house of small wonder.  Amazeballs.

A visit to the Boros Foundation (set up way in advance) was superb.  No pictures because these people have no idea how social media works.

Guess whose apartment this is?

Hearts.

Quick cocktail before dinner at Betty F.

And it was time to fly.

A fantastic visit, and no doubt the first of many to come.

Four showerheads for the Circus Hotel.  Fewer stairs and you would have a thing!

 

 

 

It all sounded so romantic!  A new overnight train service from Brussels to Berlin.  One of us had visions of restaurant cars, a full bar, and comfortable compartments.  Lets just say he was wrong.

More like a second class couchette with a hard bed and a minuscule menu topping out at hangover-inducing beer that even a college kid would scoff at.  Oh well.

Lessons learned: listen to romey (check), bring your own food (check), bring your own booze (check).  Just fly…

With a name like the “European Sleeper” how could it go wrong?

This guy had a faster trip with better beer and he had to steer.

Yes, of course we drank the dang beer.

Anyway, we did it so you don’t have to!

And we arrived in Berlin.  At the wrong station.  Late.

After the relaxing visit to Lichtervelde for the 3rd Great Belgian Rum Tasting it was a quick train ride to Brussels to await Romey’s arrival.  The Hotel Manos Premier is a bit off the beaten track between touristland and the train station.  It is an easy walk to everywhere.

The room I requested was occupied by someone who had changed rooms.  I was assigned the same category suite connected to the bee garden.  Predictably, the HVAC was unable to handle the heat (something that seems to be pervasive in Europe these years what with massive climate change) which made for a less comfortable stay than it could have been stay.  Minus ten for the room swap.

The hotel is well appointed in an old Europe kind of way.  Very nice breakfast room.  Cosy grounds with nice outside greenery.

The room itself had plenty of space and was comfortable but was not well put together into a coherent design.  Euro-bathroom.  Not plastic.  But not a real shower either.

The water closet.  LOL.

The bedroom had room for the bed.

By far the nicest part 0f the suite was the sitting room.  This is where working AC would have been helpful.

Romey arrived! Every visit to Brussels must include the main gothic square.  Have a beer.

And visit the little pisser too!

A stop in at the Musical Instrument Museum usually includes a very nice visit to the rooftop bar.  Sadly, the rooftop is under renovation.  The museum itself is remarkable with a great collection of very weird instruments from all over the world.

La Pharmacie Anglaise is a very good bar indeed, right next to the MIM.  Handcrafted nicely-designed cocktails are abundant, and they know most of the classics.

A cocktail and some finger food at Vertigo was OK.  The service could be easily improved,

Make time for a walk in the park.  We spent a few hours just following our noses around the city which was very nice.  Brussels is reasonably walkable.

Street fun and frites clothing.

The highlight of the visit was lunch with Yo and Caroline at restaurant Albert, on the top floor of the national library.  Great food, but more importantly, great company.

Finally, before our train trip to Berlin, we stopped by for a rooftop cocktail at some completely forgettable rooftop bar (maybe JAM Brussels) with our London companions.   And then it was time to catch the train…

Three showerheads for the Hotel Manos Premier.  Best to have working HVAC and give people the room you promised them.

 

Madou’s bar is becoming quite famous, and the rum collection is growing.  Not only that, but the spa like atmosphere is outstanding…especially if you are a goat or a cow.

The welcoming committee chair.

Kay the barker and her faithful companion in the shade.

Warmup mai tai.

Part of the lineup.

 

Some notes from the first and second editions can be found here.

MAISON LQ MAUNY 2015:2019 – martinique (4)

hot. alcohol nose. clear gycerin use. dry on mouth. bitter

There was lots of Clement rum on hand, all from martinique.


We had to check our work with direct test tube comparisons for these.

CLEMENT 10 YEAR RHUM AGRICOLE 2012 (8)

dry. peppery. mature oak. delicious finish.

CLEMENT 5 YEAR MOKA RHUM AGRICOLE 2015 (6)

soft nose. curly esters. a bit sour turns to sweet.

CLEMENT 10 YEAR VANILLA RHUM AGRICOLE 2013 (7)

flower nose. soft. oak

CLEMENT 4 YEAR 5 MONTHS RHUM AGRICOLE 2020 (3)

gym sock nose. weak. bitter

CLEMENT XO (min 6 year blend) (7)

nice balanced nose. mature oak. balanced sugar. masterful blend. a bit corporate with nice components. banana.

CARÚPANO (up to) 21 year reserve (4)

sugar nose. central american style. ester curl works well. gycerin.

DIPLOMATICO AMBASSADOR (6)

sugar nose. some grass. hot. ester curl hell (not good). gets better each taste, but not as good as the 1976 product.

RATU 8 – fij (1)

 

coconut nose has to be fake. birthday cake disaster.  yuck. please just take it.

BUNDABERG – australia (2)

weak nose. watery. blended down to bad.

TOPPITS (unpictured)

that’s a wrap. quite literally.

The final lineup.

Losers bracket.

There is Amer Picon to be had, including Citron which NPS has never seen before.  We made liberals of course.

And we introduced the Industry Sour to Belgium

equal parts: Fernet. Green Chartruese. Lime. Simple syrup (1:1). Shake. Serve up.

 

Walks around the pond are available for a fee.

Sometimes things get hazy

Our hostess with the mostess.

We can’t wait to return.

fin.