I tend to remember most of the places I’ve spent the night, by which I mean actual physical structures. Maybe it has something to do with the importance of shelter on Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs, or maybe I just like to sleep, but in my great vault of memories, moments most indelibly chiseled into my brain are not instances of self-actualization. They’re overnights in the woods with my best friend and a bottle of Rare Breed; sleeping on a snow-covered doorstep in Slovakia; the sad and weird Airbnb experience in Edinburgh in which a single father and his young daughter shared a cot in what amounted to a closet while I had the bed (Why are you renting this room, sir?!); the downright spacious Comfort Inn I stayed in the night before Ironman Louisville in 2012; and most recently, an overnight at The NoMad in New York to celebrate an anniversary.
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Located in the Flatiron District of Manhattan in a Beaux-Arts building fully restored and upgraded to LEED-certified status, The NoMad has 168 guest rooms and an enviable labyrinth of rooms that make up its restaurant and bar offerings, with food from the highly regarded chef of Eleven Madison Park, Daniel Humm. Much has already been said about this restaurant (and, well, we ordered take-out cheeseburgers from Brgr); I was there for the simple pleasure of the hotel room. Those rooms, designed by French architect Jacques Garcia, are meant to channel a Parisian flat of the mid-20th century; in reality, they’re just plain nice, with nothing twee or overly produced about them. The standout features are king beds with leather headboards, mahogany writing desks, photographs and artwork on the walls, reclaimed maple floors, antique Persian rugs, a minibar inside a leather trunk that was a treasure trove of everything from Milano cookies (consumed) to locally made chocolate (left intact) to what may have been a facial mist (tempting, but of course not), and a Victoria and Albert clawfoot bathtub (in Atelier I rooms and better).
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With a list of bourbon you couldn’t drink through in a month, and a menu of urbane American food (crispy grits with bourbon aioli, whole smoked trout), Maysville is the ideal dinner just two blocks from the hotel. maysvillenyc.com
