We said we needed the tiki for an exhibit on American kitsch. That tiki now hangs in Chief Ike's. No matter where one roams in the lounge of the downtown Jefferson Hotel , matters of the heart overshadow all else. One can hide from the world here. As this former apartment building enters its eighth decade, it continues to embody the refined character of the author of the Declaration of Independence.
Oriental carpets dot the marble floor hallways.
Colonial-era furniture lingers modestly around every corner. Chopin and Beethoven play softly from a sound system tucked into the ceiling's splendid folds. Eternity might feel something like this. Then disappear into the lounge. According to general manager Pierre Estoppey, the Jefferson will remain fairly sedate come New Year's Eve.