Ever since this gig began, my baby grand’s been good to meeeee…oh, sorry. We didn’t see you there. Welcome to TriBeCa Grand’s jazz brunch, where the plates are piled high and no glass left dry…pull up a chaise around the piano and dig in. We’ve got a story for you.

VOLUME V | TRIBECA GRAND

THE SPOT: TriBeCa Grand Hotel | 2 Avenue of the Americas

THE STATS: 201 rooms, three dining/nightlife venues, one swell cinema

PERFECT FOR: Puttin’ on the ritz.

Unlimited is the name of the game at Tribeca Grand’s jazz brunch. A bounty of buffet style health-conscious options from grapefruit brûlée to salads aplenty and made-to-order omelets in the Church Bar take brunching to the next level, not complete without bottomless mimosas, bloodys, and bellini (obviously). Live music fills the atrium from center stage, where the city’s local talent gets down every weekend. It’s a grand old time. Another round, please…our staycationers are mighty thirsty.

Check-in rolls around and THE STAYCATIONERS are upward bound. With the Foster Glorioso crew in tow and champagne in hand, beauty o’clock was in full effect — it ain’t a staycation without a bit of pampering, no siree. Taking in the view of TriBeCa in its demure glory eight floors below as curling irons curled and hairspray a-sprayed, Flatiron’s finest in hair got the gals dolled up for a night on the town.

Get the look with code TTSGLORIOSO for 20% off cut and 15% off color via www.fosterglorioso.com 

We can count on one finger the number of hotels with a screening room as snazzy as TriBeCa Grand’s. Exactly. With the moving picture as the essence of the neighborhood, there’s no better home for the stunning, Hitchcockian digs and subterranean splendor than the Grand. 100 plush leather seats hug the screen, on which many a movie’s premiered and many more dirty martinis have lain eyes. Or olives, rather. In between flicks, THE STAYCATIONERS took advantage of the mood lighting for a photo op. Can ya blame them?

Dressed to the nines in evening garb and MAS BISJOUX, the crew took it up a notch (and a floor) to Paul’s Cocktail Lounge. Inspired by Dorothy Draper’s flamingo-chic panache and outfitted with Josh Smith exclusives against hand-painted wallpaper, the ultra-luxe space plays home to a roster of acclaimed DJs and discerning cocktailers. Those who make it past the doorman, anyway. THE STAYCATIONERS whet their appetites with an extra dirty round before taking it to the streets. Ok, across the street. These boots aren’t made for walkin.

Paul’s Cocktail Lounge photo cred from left to right: Tribeca Grand, Marc Jacobs, and Zac Sebastian.  

“Macao, a crossroads of the Far East. A fabulous speck on the Earth’s surface. The Monte Carlo of the Orient. Here, millions in gold and diamonds change hands, some across the gambling table, some mysteriously in the night.” Here, THE STAYCATIONERS dined like queens. Chef Chase Elder, culinista extraordinaire, filled the table with house signatures from a seafood boat atop the world’s most perfect crispy rice to hoisin hakka noodles. Least likely to share: THE STAYCATIONERS.

Next stop: the basement. Down we go.

Beneath the dimly lit splendor of the opium den-inspired dining room lives Macao’s nocturnal gem, an even dimmer, sexier, more brothel-y version of its ground-level sister. Old World knickknacks adorn the walls enveloped in red light with fleeting cocktails as each table’s centerpiece. There’s a DJ. Maybe even a cute bartender or three. If you’re not weekending down here, you’re doing it wrong.

Now if you’ll excuse us, there’s a Drunken Dragon’s Milk calling our names.

Keep up with THE STAYCATIONERS as they take over a new hotel each month. This round made possible by TriBeCa Grand Hotel, Foster Glorioso, MAS BISJOUX, and Absolut Elyx.

Photography by Daniela Spector and Vanessa Granda for Taste the Style. Special shoutout to Leslie Kirchhoff, our guest staycationer for the evening.