We spent three nights at Hotel Saint Vincent after taking the Crescent down from Virginia. It was a stylish, comfortable place with great food and friendly service. There were a few little quirks in the room, like the air conditioning (either on or off, not related to actual temperature) blowing horizontally directly over the bed, and no shower curtain to keep water off the floor. Bed was super comfy with first class linens. We loved the Magazine Street neighborhood (lower Garden District away from French Quarter craziness). Food was outstanding, particularly the Elizabeth Cafe in AM. Saint Vincent has its own bakery (!!!), and produced outstanding sweet and savory items. Our stay was marred on our last morning by a surly maintenance worker operating an ear-splitting electric blower full blast amidst breakfast. I walked out to the patio next to Elizabeth with my fingers in my ears, and he turned to glare at my wife and said (quoting directly) "I don't need none of that bullsh*t", driving her indoors. We didn't say a word to him (which he wouldn't have heard anyway since he was wearing headphones). When we complained to the front desk about the unacceptable interaction, we got a perfunctory apology and more attitude. I guess that's the way with hospitality these days. We need to account ourselves lucky to be served at all, let alone treated with respect. That accounts for only four stars. We might come back.