A weekend in New York earlier this month was my fourth trip to the city in the last few years and each time I stayed at a different hotel. Four visits and four hotels. I was beginning to feel like I might be suffering from Goldilocks syndrome. I didn't dislike any of the hotels that we had stayed at but not one of them had been just right. So with some trepidation, I booked the J.W. Marriott Essex House and hoped that, in my case, the fourth time would be the charm.