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Most Provocative OpenThread: Should Breastfeeding Be Allowed at Claridge's?

December 31, 2014 at 8:55 AM | by | Comments (0)

It's that time of year again: the 2014 HotelChatter Awards! Today and tomorrow, we'll be showcasing the best (and worst) of hotels over the past year. But we couldn't do it without you! Let us know your thoughts in the comments below, or shoot us an email. And the Award goes to...

OpenThreads are our way of handing over the microphone to you, dear readers. We put forth a topic, a dilemma, a question, a preference, or an opinion and you let us know how you really feel.

Past provocative OpenThread discussions have involved the travails of tea-making, the glories of good service, and evil minibar pricing, but the one that proved most provocative this year was the recent Claridge’s breastfeeding incident.

Was it right of London’s grande dame to ask this mother to cover up with a “ridiculous shroud” while she fed her baby?

She said no. The women who staged a mass “feed-in” protest outside the hotel agreed with her. The internet was split.

But you, HotelChatterers, were unanimous. Claridge’s were entirely within their rights to ask her to cover up.

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Claridge's Made This Woman Cover Up While Breastfeeding. Were They Right?

December 2, 2014 at 8:59 AM | by | Comments (8)

Afternoon tea at Claridge’s is a London institution. Afternoon tea at Claridge’s in the run-up to Christmas is a global institution. Seats are like gold dust: even when we stayed overnight a couple of years ago in December – in a posh suite, for goodness’ sake! Costing over a thousand pounds! – there was no room for us for tea.

So when Louise Burns turned up for tea with her mother, sister and newborn baby, it was obviously a long planned, much longed for treat.

But then it soured when she started breastfeeding and the hotel brought over a napkin and asked her to cover up.

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Have Pasta, Will Travel: Massimo Bottura Comes to the Connaught For One Night Only

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  Site Where: Carlos Place, Mayfair, London, United Kingdom, W1K 2AL
October 28, 2014 at 8:25 AM | by | Comments (0)

He was the beautifully understated world-class chef. She was the equally lauded chef at a top London hotel. Together, they came together for the good of the people – coming to the capital for one night only, on Monday 10 November.

Yes, on 10 November Hélène Darroze is lending her kitchen at The Connaught to Massimo Bottura, who, along with the team he’s bringing over, will serve an eight-course menu taking all the best bits from Osteria Francescana, his restaurant in Modena.

If you haven’t heard of it, you should have – it’s twice been ranked the third best restaurant in the world. Luckily for Londoners, the Connaught is one of Bottura’s favorite hotels – hence the collaboration.

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The One Where Claridge's Schooled London Hotels In Customer Service

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  Site Where: 49 Brook St, London, United Kingdom, W1K 4HR
August 18, 2014 at 10:34 AM | by | Comments (3)


Claridge's Juleps (£18 each)

There’s been a lot to depress us about the London hotel scene recently. Homophobes and boycotts. $127 drinks. Finding out that some of our favorite hotels have minimum spend policies. So when a luxury hotel in London steps up to the plate in terms of superb customer service, and reinforces our every hope about them, instead of dashing said hope into little pieces and then grinding it into the floor with a steel-capped heel, we should all rejoice. Put your hands together then, ladies and gents, for Claridge's.

Last Thursday, I went for drinks at Claridge’s with a friend. Drinks at Claridge’s has always seemed a little intimidating and out of budget for both of us, despite my having stayed there once, and both of us having watched the BBC documentary about Claridge’s more times than is good for us. It’s not your average after-work bar; it’s Claridge’s. Not only that, but there are two bars at Claridge’s: the normal one, and the tiny, sexy, marble-clad, gold-leafed, Lalique-glassed Fumoir that seats only 36, bans photos, and has a no reservations policy. That was the one we wanted.

I arrived first, and approached the Fumoir gingerly. Of course we have room, madam, said a man in a plum-colored velvet dinner jacket. Which table would you prefer? I picked the best table. He allowed me to do so. Score one to Claridge’s.

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