Up On The Roof”
When this old world starts getting me down
And people are just too much for me to face
I climb way up to the top of the stairs
And all my cares just drift right into space
On the roof, it’s peaceful as can be
And there the world below can’t bother me
Remember that song? It kept running through my head at the Bocce Ball and Champagne party last night at the palpably-trendy London West Hollywood Hotel where all the summer fun and action, is well, up on the roof.
Our evening began with some Bocce Ball competitions fueled by champagne and tasty hors d’oeuvres, at Hampton Court on the 3rd floor roof, hosted by the affable general manager Shai Zelering.
The uber hip hotel attracts the sort of guest, who according to Zelering, thinks nothing of ordering $1000 bottles of Chateau Lafite Rothschild to go with their $16 hamburgers created by the infamous Gordon Ramsay who is responsible for the food throughout the facility. “It was two guys who came to town for the Rose Bowl,” Zelering explained, “can you imagine!”
Yes we can. This vibes here definitely ring quirky rich with stylized guest rooms offering free calls to England, WiFi, complimentary breakfast, posh bathrobes and other amenities. Guests come from all over the world, especially New York, and tend to be in the business or industry as it’s known in LA. The big buzz last night was that Justin Beiber was in house and as adorable as ever, even with less hair.
After the Bocce ball reception we headed higher on the roof, to the top floor where folks were splashing in the pool, texting and chatting on iPhones while in various stages of repose an well, looking indifferent.
It was a beautiful, warm LA night as we sat sipping wine and pondering the modest menu listening to happy sounds from folks at a Microsoft party nearby, “Microsoft has a lot of functions here,” our waitress pointed out.
While Gordon Ramsey ranks as a top chef, his food didn’t quite meet our expectations. The now $17 hamburger was overcooked even though it was ordered medium rare. When pointed out to said wait person, she eyeballed the beef an exclaimed, “Oh yeah it isn’t rare,” but didn’t offer to remedy the matter. A tuna tartare didn’t quite work with the beets it was mixed with and the wild salmon was over cooked. But hey, you’re not really there for the food, but for the scene and the possibly eyeing of a celeb like Beiber or to watch the beautiful people strut around.
There’s a more formal Ramsey restaurant on premises which perhaps pays more attention to the cuisine.
The London WeHo is worth visiting especially during the summer when the rooftop pool area—which is normally closed to non-hotel guests—is open to the public for happy hour drinks and hors d’ouevres.
The London WeHo, 1020 N. San Vicente Blvd., 310-358-7700, www.thelondonwesthollywood.com.