Space-age Sips

On Rue Saint-Honoré in Paris, one of the most fashionable streets in the world, the somewhat-modest-looking (from the outside anyway) Mandarin Oriental has a gorgeous bar (Bar 8) worth popping into for a cocktail. You’ll walk in along a corridor of suspended lights that look like rain (well, dream-rain, from the future). Centered in the room is a large marble bar, with a sculpted brass ceiling that bows to meet it. Glass-top tables dotted with tiny lights are filled with ambiguous bourgeoisie and the wooden walls are inlaid with Lalique crystals that glisten in the dim lighting. You swear there is a record deal happening but feet away in the enchanting, tree-filled courtyard… but wait…huge headphones are an accessory these days, aren’t they…

When you think you can be awed no more, you’ll sip from your husband’s specialty cocktail (that the bartender made love to while you watched and  properly torched the sugar and absinthe before dusting the top with gold leaf tear drops) and wish you hadn’t saved the $2 by ordering a $38 glass of prosecco. (To offset the cost of this extravagance, we recommend absconding with the olive skewers and cocktail napkins—which, by the way—my husband is now using as a pocket square. Seriously…)

Thankfully (for our wallets), Sur Mesure, Thierry Marx‘s (you may recognize him from Top Chef) incredibly gorgeous restaurant on the premises was closed that night, but it’s also definitely worth a peek, if they’ll let you. It’s a minimalist, modern cocoon of a space and I can only imagine the mind-blowing flavors, sounds and smells that fill it on a busy night.

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