Everyone deserves the chance to fly

If I could give a million stars to The Palm Court at The Plaza, I would.

Sure, I sat down expecting an excellent quality for my Wicked-inspired afternoon tea.

But this was a life defying experience in the shape of a cucumber sandwich.

At the salmon (and capers) brioche bun I basically teared up. The waiter saw it, nodded like a man who’s seen this before, and brought me another. That’s service.

Speaking of which. Room staff kind, attentive, and so impeccably perfect.

The sweets were more conventional, yes.

But “conventional” at The Plaza is still a masterclass.

Now, let’s talk economics.

The tea isn’t cheap. But neither is a Stradivarius. And you don’t complain when it plays like that.

And, after all, "everyone deserves the chance to fly."