The power lunch.
It used to be a thing of beauty.
The martini-fueled dealmaking. The double-breasted suits. The post-lunch power naps.
Well, today we welcome in a new era... with the help of 120 tequilas.
Meet Asador, a new house of schmoozing and tequila, soft-open today in the Renaissance Hotel.
This is the kind of place where Roger Sterling would’ve closed the Ewing Oil account with J.R.—or where you’d go to have the kind of off-the-record client conversation that requires a brisket sandwich.
So around lunchtime, you and your colleagues will settle in under the oversize ice-cube-looking chandeliers (look for the cowhide-backed stools). For the interns: brisket sandwiches. For the client: a pork chop. And for you: the Grilled Kansas City Steak with a fried egg on top.
But if you’re closing a more personal kind of deal, you’ll saddle up to the massive LED-lit bar with 120 tequilas. You’ll start with the Herradura (they’ve been around since 1870), and for her, the Spicy Elderflower Margarita, made with fresh fruit and chili powder. Or head through the glass door in the corner to a small, low-lit room with white stone walls and white leather chairs—basically, it’s like your own personal cocktail cave.
Some transactions are better off behind closed doors.
It used to be a thing of beauty.
The martini-fueled dealmaking. The double-breasted suits. The post-lunch power naps.
Well, today we welcome in a new era... with the help of 120 tequilas.
Meet Asador, a new house of schmoozing and tequila, soft-open today in the Renaissance Hotel.
This is the kind of place where Roger Sterling would’ve closed the Ewing Oil account with J.R.—or where you’d go to have the kind of off-the-record client conversation that requires a brisket sandwich.
So around lunchtime, you and your colleagues will settle in under the oversize ice-cube-looking chandeliers (look for the cowhide-backed stools). For the interns: brisket sandwiches. For the client: a pork chop. And for you: the Grilled Kansas City Steak with a fried egg on top.
But if you’re closing a more personal kind of deal, you’ll saddle up to the massive LED-lit bar with 120 tequilas. You’ll start with the Herradura (they’ve been around since 1870), and for her, the Spicy Elderflower Margarita, made with fresh fruit and chili powder. Or head through the glass door in the corner to a small, low-lit room with white stone walls and white leather chairs—basically, it’s like your own personal cocktail cave.
Some transactions are better off behind closed doors.
