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For me, a trendy sheraton hotel toronto hotel is incredibly hit or miss. You re just as likely to have awesome amenities and feel like you re one of the cool kids as you are to lack something basic like a porter to help you with your bags or be denied access to said hotel s Oh my God, Blake Lively was totally here last night! bar.
I m so uncool that I didn t even know this place existed, but from the time I came into the city last week and started telling people where I was staying, the reaction was always the same: Ooh! Wow! How is it? Apparently, the Mondrian Soho is a thing .
What I quickly came to discover, however, that what they were really saying is: the Mondrian Soho is a party thing. It s not a convenience thing or even necessarily a luxury thing The Savoy in London would school this hotel although the trappings are vaguely sheraton hotel toronto there. When I arrived, I wandered confusedly around the sorta-lobby for a minute or two looking for check-in lugging my heavy-bags with nary a porter in sight before finally going into the off-lobby restaurant to ask for help.
There are also those aforementioned awesome amenities, like a pre-loaded iPad with free wi-fi that not only lets you surf the internet without paying a $9.99 nightly fee, but also allows you to set a wake-up call, order food, request turndown service, or get on the list for the hotel s lounge  Mister H .
On my free night, after all the beauty work was done, my friends and I went back to the Mondrian after dinner, planning sheraton hotel toronto to check out this famous Mister H. bar/lounge/club/faux-brothel/ whatever that everybody was raving about. It shouldn t be an issue, right? After all, I m a hotel guest. Isn t that partially what you re paying for? (And lest you question: yes, I was actually paying for the room myself that particular night, instead of getting it comped by the PR people or having a beauty company sheraton hotel toronto host me. That s an entirely separate conversation, as it was the first time I ve ever sprung for a hotel room, rather than couch crashing. Adulthood! It s finally arrived!)
So, we approach a group of hotel flunkies who are hanging around three-deep (where were you when I needed help with my bags, I ask?!), and they point us in the direction of Mister H., but caution sheraton hotel toronto that it s not run by the hotel, so they can t guarantee entrance. I m thinking, No problem I got this! and set off confidently toward the line of 22-year-olds in bondage dresses and stripper heels, which should have been the first tip-off that things wouldn t be going my way.
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My embarrassing hotspot-denial moment aside, I liked the Mondrian Soho. If we forget about the Clipboard Door Nazi (and yes, yes, I do understand that he didn't actually work for the hotel), the staff was all very friendly when you could find them, and the room was surprisingly affordable by New York standards ($305/night).
The room-service menu left something to be desired: with a surprisingly few number of options, sheraton hotel toronto I ordered the Cobb Salad three nights in a row, and also ended up paying $21.68 sheraton hotel toronto for coffee and two hard-boiled eggs.
But, hey: that's a trendy hotel for you. You might have to scurry around a gorgeously-decorated fake-lobby searching for check-in, but at least it s sufficiently intimidating and chi-chi enough to keep the riffraff (and yours truly) at bay.
The Mondrian Soho is located at 9 Grand Street, perfectly situated in Soho just two blocks from the Canal Street subway station. I d recommend it, but take your boyfriend or your gal pal, not your parents, you know? Visit MondrianSoho.com for more info.
This post hits so close to home! I live in New York. Two friends and I somehow once made it into Mister H and had an incredible evening. This was in the early days of the establishment, when you might argue it was even hotter than it is now. Since then we ve tried returning multiple times and have been turned away which hurts a lot since we had a taste of that forbidden fruit.
That said, the James Hotel is my favorite. It has a penthouse bar with fabulous drinks sheraton hotel toronto and great views, a David Burke restaurant on site. It s not that far away from the Mondrian, but there are more many more shops, bars, and restaurants in that neck of the woods.