Yesterday, my Louisville Love was the big things on Main Street. Today, it's 21c, the place responsible for my favorite big thing (yes, I love the David more than the bat. It's a huge, gold, nude dude).
This is one of the places we always bring visitors. I love that depending on the visit, it's a trip to an art museum, a trip to a bar that also has a museum, dinner and a museum, or just drinks and dinner with cool art on your way to the bathroom. I love that you can go and spend some serious money at Proof, or you can just wander around the museum without spending a cent.
On the museum side, I love that silver tornado hanging over the atrium. I love the falling alphabet exhibit and watching people interact with it. I love the red penguins. I like hearing people go on about the urinal in the men's bathroom (I know, I know, I ran in there one afternoon to check it out). I love the ruby limo. I love looking out at that little courtyard to see the cloud rings puff up, rise, and then disappear.
We spent a night in the hotel once, and there was a rubber duck and super fluffy bathrobes. We got to check out the rooftop apartment and balcony after a friend's wedding, and I would like to just live there. So fancy.
And then there's Proof. I love Proof's bar, with their house made tonic, bourbon flights, and that creepy satyr and his apple. Their menu taught me about St. Germain (it's elderflower liqueur). I love whatever brunch dish it is that comes with hazelnuts (waffles or French toast). I love that your bill comes with cotton candy.
We have had many celebrations and drinks at Proof and 21c. I'm glad they're expanding to new locations -- a museum-hotel is a fun thing to have in your town. I'm not worried about a lack of museums in Boston. But I will miss this one.