You could say the Azure is the *ultimate* restaurant for ladies who lunch, especially when lunch is on a blustery Wednesday when everyone else is at work and the restaurant is completely empty (cue one of those “Thank God I booked!” moments).
You arrive in an Uber like a VIP (because Wednesday lunch), and are escorted into a splendid but unfortunately freezing cold dining room, where the friendly staff inform you that neither of the two huge fireplaces are in operation this afternoon due to stuff. We’ll hang onto our coats for now then, thanks.
Two Ladies Who Lunch 