After having enjoyed a martini or two up on the roof of the Wyndham Bel Age Hotel in We Ho (imbibed, unfortunately, out of plastic cups), I thought I would make it my mission to visit all the rooftop bars in L.A. I could find.

The Standard downtown, hotelier Andre Balazs' "A Clockwork Orange meets The Jetsons" latest "hospitality obsession," was my first target, and I planned my day so I could arrive unfashionably early and miss the fashionably long line to get in. Once at the bar I discovered, that even at this swanky place, all of the cocktails are served in plastic. I'm sure that getting hit with a plastic tumbler hurled from atop a skyscraper is preferable to being struck with one made of glass.

I'm also sure that swilling watered-down cocktails in plastic containers is not how I want to spend my quality drinking time, so I've called a halt to my mission.
In the future, my rooftop bar visits will be all about the view.

Editors note: When Carrie and Co. "escaped from New York," (Sex and the City episodes 43-44), they stayed at The Standard on the Sunset Strip. Surely they would agree with Mr. Knox—there's far too much plastic in this city as it is.