January 22, 2010 § 5 Comments
The waiters and cigarette girls line up, chittering and whispering about their food, their restaurant as you walk by: “eat here, best service ever, food you’ll never forget, we’ll make your dinner an eating experience…” But we had eaten dinner already, at Lario’s, Gloria Estefan’s restaurant. It did not disappoint. And so after a raucous dinner – there were 25 of us! – HM and I melted outdoors into the Beach crowd and walked the Drive, headed east toward the ocean and in search of the Adrian Hotel where we had stayed about a decade ago. It was right across the street from Versace’s mansion. Which is still there.
The Adrian is not.
It has morphed from hotel to apt lease property. It has colored from maroon and pink to soft white.
It’s still lovely, though.
We looked up at the windows of the rooms where we stayed.
Lots of light. It was someone’s apartment now.
Miami is a kaleidoscope. We enjoyed having a look and staying in its oceanic embrace.