Maybe it’s because the weather’s getting cooler and I can’t think of a better way to spend a blustery evening than hunkered down in a pub with a shepherd’s pie and a pint across from a fireplace, but despite forking over $8 for a coffee and tackling steep escalators in Tube stations, I miss London. Regretfully, I haven’t paid the city a visit in almost seven years (news that the Brit I formerly crushed on is now married with a kid on the way put things in glaring perspective), but if there was ever incentive to investigate Virgin Atlantic ticket prices, it’s the event I attended last week at the swank Per Se in honor of Maybourne Hotel Group.
The group encompasses a trio of fabled five-star properties: Claridge’s and The Connaught in Mayfair and The Berkeley in Knightsbridge. As I sipped Champagne my head swam with visions of afternoon Earl Grey and jam-smeared scones at The Connaught’s Espelette, a seat in the Art Deco dining room of Gordon Ramsay at Claridge’s (shamefully, I’ve still yet to make it over to the U.S. version at The London NYC), and dry gin martinis sipped at The Berkeley’s Blue Bar.
One bit of info that struck me in particular was the announcement that The Berkeley’s Wellington Conservatory Suite, known for the sauna sitting in its Italian marble bathroom and Hyde Park views from the sprawling terrace, will continue London’s recent hospitality design surge and undergo a renovation. While the designer tasked with this lavish redo has yet to be unveiled, I’m excited to see the reimagining of another classic London space —hopefully in time for my much overdue visit. Until then, snacking on Jaffa Cakes will have to suffice.