A Review A Day: The Penthouse Bar at the Huntley Hotel, Santa Monica
Bad things can happen at the Huntley. You can get put in a room where the only place your suitcase can fit is the bathroom. You can have a dudes-from-the-Valley bachelor party take place in the room next to yours the night before a shoot (seriously, who does coke on a Tuesday??) You can personally witness a foursome of Chico’s-clad 50-year-old women have a sorority-style sexy photo sesh. All of that shit can happen, and since it’s the Huntley, it probably will. But here’s the thing, muchachas: does any of that REALLY MATTER when you can get this...
Muddled kiwis, Plymouth Gin, St. Germain Elderflower Liqueur, Lemon Juice and a Dry Burst of Henriot Brut Champagne.
...upstairs in a room with a panoramic Venice-ocean-Malibu-mountains-all that eastside shit-view?
I thought not. Have another.