Old fashioned opulence

A hopeless traditionalist, I have been known to go to the Drake sometimes.  Yes, I go to the fusty old bar and drink a Manhattan, after a night of Molière (updated).  I love the old colonial wallpaper of the Coq d’Or. . . . Upstairs, the Palm Court exudes old-fashioned glamour. . . I enjoy seeing this room when it’s full of people.  When a live band is playing and people are dancing, this place is positively lousy with charm.

You may enjoy this view of the Drake on a vintage postcard.

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