Immerse yourself in Miami’s pool parties and fine food

Miami is always great, a coastal city where every frivolity and whim can be satisfied in a short time and in a qualitatively excellent way. More times than not you just need to turn around to find what you were needing or something you weren’t even needing in the first place.

The hotel in which I’m staying, the W South Beach, has an exceptional view. It leans on the southern part of the long beach that runs along Miami from north to south and has a breathtaking view of the Atlantic. But I can’t really enjoy the hotel right now: first stop at the SLS hotel.

The typical US TV party: DJ, loud music and hundreds of people around or inside the pool, around which the party takes place. Inside the hotel I treat myself an appetiser before dinner, based on smoked oysters with caviar and edible gold. A joy for the eyes and the palate.

For dinner I head to the Zuma, a contemporary Japanese restaurant at the mouth of the Miami River, whose landscape consists of dozens of moored boats. The food is stratospheric, a mix of traditional Japanese cuisine and American food. Not bad for the first day.

The second day, I will spend it mainly at W South Beach, after a day of work there is nothing better than a relaxing and peaceful evening in your hotel. Especially if the hotel organizes a pool party.

I start the evening with two very appetizing aperitifs, both reinterpretations of the classic martini coktail, but with a delicate mousse of olives the first and with the more typically New Yorker pickle-juice the second. The two cocktails were incredible: each new experience is worth the trip.

The pool party is slightly different from the one from yesterday afternoon. The pool was surrounded by food stations that offered every types of dish. The most creative and suggestive was definitely a Thai chicken skewer wrapped in cotton candy. I know it doesn’t sound appealing, but trust me: just plain amazing.

Third day in Miami, third round of gastronomic discoveries in the largest city in Florida. The first stop is the Hotel Setai, in a spectacular setting, based on Asian fusion food. My choice fell in the green Chicken Curry, whose recipe comes from the Malay and Thai area.

Before dinner I linger at the hotel. This evening there is an award on the roof of W South Beach. With a view of the white Miami Beach and the endless ocean, I make a small appetiser on the terrace. I have to go out for dinner, a bit reluctantly I don’t dive in the Jacuzzi.

Dinner takes place in a Korean restaurant, one of those with a grill in the middle of the table. Here I eat very tasty and very hot dishes that remind me a lot of Thai cuisine but a little 'more spicy, if possible.

My fourth night at Miami is a bit quieter, I stop by friends I have not seen in a while. Traveling a lot allows me to have contacts in many cities and it is often difficult to fully discover a new place if not in the company of a local.

The evening's program includes a quick aperitif at home, where we make up for lost time, and soon after you leave for a drive in Miami at night. The city blossoms, the lights begin to brighten up and the locals fill up with people in the blink of an eye.

They take me to KYU, a Korean restaurant with a modern, contemporary and minimalist architecture. Here we try a Korean cuisine mixed with intelligence and balance to the US one. The result is really intriguing.

I quickly understand that the philosophy of the restaurant reflects the one the neighborhood surrounding it: in this case Wynwood. Not far from the sea, this area of ​​the city has attracted street artists from all over the world, making it an open-air museum. The youth clubs and avant-garde art galleries alternate in an extremely appetizing urban corner.

Last day in Miami, the fair is over and I reward myself with an oyster drink at W South Beach. Accompanied by a pleasant Cabernet Sauvignon, we are offered samples of oysters from both coasts of the United States.

Before heading to our destination for the evening, we put something under the tongue at the SLS hotel. This time I try some tapas accompanied by a caipirinha.

So we arrive at the highlight of the night: a theater of the '40s just refurbished. Inside there is a reopening party of the interior rooms turned into a disco. Among tightrope walkers and transvestites who dance to the rhythm of classic hip hop, I spend an extravagant and entertaining evening.

The return plane is at 8 in the morning, but this does not stop us from trying a last room for an afterhour. From the incredible entrance from the toilet we enter a baraccio (he said so) in which they offered us pizza. Then it was time to take a couple of hours of sleep, although I would not mind losing the plane and spending a little more time in Miami.