The Algonquin Hotel

“It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.” – Dorothy Parker

On W. 44th, next door to the New York Yacht Club, the Harvard Club, and what was once my favorite Persian restaurant [It was named “Tehran”, and it didn’t survive the disintegrating relations with Iran], is a slender hotel of some significant literary history.

Opened in 1902, originally as a long-term residential hotel to be named “The Puritan” [that p…