This article was first published by The New York Times T Magazine Blog ‘The Moment’.
Become a merry old soul at the King Cole Bar in New York
One of the many jobs charged unto the staff and city resident LUXE editors is to search out the perfect pre-prandial perch to enjoy this liquid divinity in each city that we cover. New York, the home of The Beautiful Drink, is chokka-blocked with great places – personally we are fond of the King Cole Bar at the St. Regis despite being more famed for its Bloody Mary, we love it for its dark atmos and quiet, but upbeat murmuring. But let’s not forget Death & Co and the always excellent Pegu Club or Milk & Honey. But where else around the world should you partake? Here’s a whizzbang round-up of a few other personal faves around the globe…
This article first appeared in The New York Times T Magazine Blog ‘The Moment’
The twist or olive, why not both...
Dear hearts, what is that sound? The tinkle of ice? The thrum and thrall of expectation? Yes, oh yes, and thrice yes. When the Violet Hour comes, and come it always does – as the end of day approaches but night has not quite arrived, now is the time for The Beautiful Drink. Foolish is the creature who partakes at lunchtime, that way madness lies, and probably insider dealing or infidelity, or both. But at six o’clock, or seven if you must, is there a greater joy? For those who don’t drink martinis, it must seem like a ridiculous world – what’s so special about cold gin in a glass, right? In this case you may prefer to get on with that macramé unikini you’ve been promising yourself. But for those in the club, read on…
Food : The Simplest and Best Ever Roast Turkey Recipe that works every time be it Christmas or whenever you fancy a big roast bird
BY The LUXE Editors
It's a big chicken, get over it
Without exception there is no more misunderstood or feared dish than Roast Turkey. Each year our (de)feathered friends slump from fridge to roasting pan and in those few short inches seemingly gobble up all our kitchen confidence in one fell swoop. And for why? It’s just a big chicken, get over it. You grab a chicken, you throw it in the stove, you come back 90 minutes later, you got dinner. Turkey ain’t no different. Brain surgery it’s not. Here’s the perfect and SIMPLE way to a moist bird and a happy ball and chain. And remember, when Daddy’s happy, you’ve every chance of a second helping of stuffing later.
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