Elliott was bred a 5th generation Texan, hailing from the reduced-twang suburbs of Dallas proper. The South still in his heart, he enjoys speaking in a fake accent to strangers. Other interests include: eating salmon; chess, poker, and the art of tactical manipulation; intuitive cooking; excessive vulgarity; wordless music; disagreements; and all vehicles of fiction. He's been smuggled across a Peruvian border, saved at least four lives, eaten an endangered animal, been shot and stabbed, and taught 6th to 8th grade. Perhaps his favorite thing about hotels: the towels.
With 135 flawlessly appointed rooms, a super-hip bar tucked away in the nostalgic, velvet-filled lobby, 24-hour room service, free Wi-Fi, and bike rentals, the Bowery Hotel redefines class in a gentrified downtown neighborhood where punk rock and squalor once ruled.