(named after the patron saint of music and poetry) is a great boutique hotel that opened last year in Austin’s South Congress District. Among its offerings are mini bars that Cecilia herself would see fit to rename with a decidedly more grandiose adjective. If Warhol, poetry, and legendary furniture design features give you a craving for elegant eats, head back to your suite, bungelow, or studio and, with mother-of-pearl or olive wood utensils in hand, dine in-room on global gourmet treats. Tucked inside the minibar are handmade chocolates, shortbread cookies, olive oil crackers, and, on the more opulent end, red lumpfish caviar, a variety of cheeses, duck rillette, salami, and bison jerky. Wash it down with a fine Pinot Grigio or Rioja, and nurse that possible hangover later with kombucha, or a Victorian lemonade.
The hotel doesn't skimp on its other amenities either: All the beds are handcrafted Hastens, red bean bag chairs surround the outdoor pool, and every room has a turntable and fancy iPod dock. Evident in the books and art on display, the place pays tribute the writers and musicians of the '60s and '70s. When it comes to the mini bars, they adhere to Bob Dylan’s famed lyric "the highway is for gamblers, better use your sense": A menu with prices is prominently on display, so there won’t be any expense suspense when check out time rolls around.
Reported by Katie Przybylski