Stats: 1 urinal, 2 stalls (one handicap)
Amenities: Music, clever signs, fancy faucets
Hand Drying: Paper towels in a basket
Auto / Manual Flush: Manual
Atmosphere: Clean and Cool
Smell: Fresh, slight hint of flowers
Cleanliness: Very
Quick note on the food: A bit undercooked. I blame the chef.
It was everything I could have hoped for on a date with my girlfriend… mood lighting, smooth jazz, and a pleasant aroma of flowers wafting through the air. Too bad she couldn't visit the men's room to enjoy it.
The general layout of the bathroom was acceptable although it broke the I-can-see-the-urinal-from-the-door rule. Nobody wants to hand out sneak peaks while they're taking a leak, especially those with stage fright. Though I will admit they earned some points back with catchy sayings over the urinal and in the stalls.
There's no date advice like bathroom-poster date advice, that's for sure (my one buddy won over his girlfriend's heart by washing his hands before returning to work). Plus it gives you something other than a blank wall to look at while your relieving yourself.
As a fan of the great outdoors, I was pleasantly surprised with the 40-square-foot handicap stall (yes i measured). (A friend of mine thinks it's immoral to use a handicap stall if you're not handicapped, but that's a different story for another time) The stall had two features that i thought to be comment-worthy. Most stalls have a hook toward the top of the door to hang stuff on while you're going. This is the first handicap stall I've seen which had the hook conveniently below the handle (below, left). Consideration points to Melting Pot! Which they quickly lost in the other feature… The architect of the men's room decided to extend the small stall door frame over the top of the handicap stall (below, right) - which I can only assume was left there as a chin-up bar. When am I not craving an upper-body workout after poppin a squat? But put it in a handicap stall? Really? You sir, Mr. Architect, are like school in july. No class.
The sink area, on the other hand, was like a rising senior realizing that he needs to take 15 more courses to graduate. The stylish, well-organized, make-sure-you-still-look-good cove gave off an egyptian feel (It was probably the cold stone color of the wash station. Or the distinct geometric cut of the sink. Or the rotting mummy corpse under the sink.). The split faucets and mirrors gave it a His and Her vibe, which is fairly disturbing in a men's room to say the least.
But before I completely bash the hand washing station, I will say that i was intrigued with the faucet and sink design. Sure they could have thrown in a typical faucet and bowl sink. But they didn't, and for that: bonus points. The two faucets pop right out of the mirror and look like they're floating in mid air (especially if you put your face real close to the mirror. Not that you ever would though).
The sink was comprised of a slanted cut in the countertop, letting the water drain back into a narrow slit. Sleek and sexy. Not quite sure what purpose the tiny plants in front of the sink served other than making me picture a midget with a tiny watering can feeding them.
Overall, it was quite a pleasant experience. A clean, well-designed lavatory that offers dating advice and opportunities to work-out. Not too shabby. My only regret is not having a giant cd to see what happens when I stick it in the sink.
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