Description
The Berkeley Hotel is a five-story structure of red brick with stone and rusticated brick trim. The simplicity of line and detail, the hard-edged arches of radiating bricks, and the row of oriels on the south wall are all typical of the Chicago style. The facade and some of the interior was designed by local architect Kenneth McDonald.
The interior of the building was altered over the years and very few original details remained by the 1970s. The lobby's original marble floor did survive. The original apartments each had a private hallway with the rooms opening into it. The private halls, then opened onto a long public hallway. Some elements of this design remained after the conversion to hotel. Apartments consisted of four rooms, a kitchen and a bathroom, plus a linen closet and a pantry. Each floor had private rooms at the rear for servants and the fifth floor contained storage rooms, one for each apartment.
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