PG P (thequeenmab)
Google
I'm not an influencer, but my job allows me the privilege of spending the majority of my money on enjoying good food. As my 51 million views on Google Maps might suggest, my culinary adventures range from (mostly) street or night market dishes—delicious morsels shared on foldable tables and plastic-covered plates—to splurging a quarter of my salary on a Michelin-starred experience.
When you book an afternoon tea at a five-star 1500€/night luxury hotel in the heart of Milan's fashion district, you expect impeccable service and quality. Unfortunately, my recent experience at Palazzo Parigi fell far short of that expectation.
And when they asked "was everything ok?" you simply cannot help to say "no."
From the paper placemats (!!) to the tea cup stained with tea (!!), passing from fridge-cold sandwiches, especially the super chilled turkey (I booked, so they knew I was coming) and a days-opened dead champagne that was served at the end of the meal and just because I actually reminded them, the experience was subpar.
The sweets were decent but hardly extraordinary, the scones were, simply, not scones. They didn't asked me if I wanted more tea when I finished mine and (!!) and they didn't even ask if I wanted milk or sugar (!!).
Sure, the price was competitive—35 euros for the base tea and 48 euros with champagne (which, by the way, was so disgusting that I couldn't take more than a tiny sip). However, given the venue's reputation, I would have gladly paid double for an exceptional experience.
Extra: when I asked about the restroom, one of the waiters seemed unsure about its location (!) and had to consult the hotel receptionist. The restroom was not on the ground floor but one level downstairs, not ideal, especially when dining in the main hotel restaurant hall. While I typically focus on food in my reviews, this felt like a significant oversight.
Bonus tip: If you're the hostess of a luxury hotel, avoid judging customers based on appearance. Despite my tattoos and faded pink hair, I prioritize spending thousands of dollars on restaurants over Gucci bags. A true five-star experience treats all guests with elegance, kindness, and respect, regardless of their attire's price tag. You never know how many credit cards a worn jeans pocket can hide.
PS: After honestly listing all the abysmal aspects of my experience (because they asked), I was told (verbatim) that "we actually serve the sandwiches cold" (*faints*) and that the tea cup wasn't 'dirt' but *just* 'worn' (*double faints*). Luxury hotels should check their cups before placing them near my *paper* placemats (yeah... I can't get over that). And yes, they significantly reduced my bill, which, frankly, only added to my frustration—I didn't list the issues for a discount; I'm not that cheap. They are.