- Dec 04, 2013
This past weekend my hubby and I were invited to stay at The Mayflower Inn & Spa for a few nights. I was super excited, of course, because I’d heard from several people that it’s one of the best hotels in the country. What I didn’t expect is that the spa would be world-class as well.
The moment we arrived and stepped into the overwhelmingly luxurious lobby, with several cozy sitting rooms to our right and left, we realized that this hotel is one of those where it has to be seen to be believed. No website, video or photos could ever do the property justice, because the luxury of the Mayflower is not only in the details, but in the ambiance.
We decided that it’d be fun to stay in two different rooms (both in the Allerton building, next to the spa), in an effort to trick our minds into thinking our stay was a bit longer (I’d live at the Mayflower if I could!) Here are some photos:
The hotel’s decor can be summed up in two words: Glamorous Luxury. Embroidered silks everywhere, Frette everything, heated bathroom floors… you get the picture. We basically wanted to lock ourselves in the room for our entire stay (and we almost did – ordering room service twice and watching more movies than I’d like to admit) Read more
- Nov 25, 2013
I woke up this morning wishing I was still at the Windham Hill Inn. We spent the past weekend at this charming Vermont B&B, and felt as if we were a thousand miles from home. Luckily, a reader suggested I start doing videos, and I took his advice, so I can re-live the Windham Hill Inn experience a little bit. Let me know what you think of my first video, and if you have suggestions for me:
Windham Hill Inn is nestled in the valley of the green mountains. Our room felt as if we were in the biggest and most luxurious tree house imaginable. We woke up to breathtaking views, a crackling fire, and overwhelming excitement about the cuisine that awaited us.
This place is known for Read more
- Nov 22, 2013
Mike and I have both been working super hard lately, so when a great boutique hotel in the mountains invited us to stay, we jumped at the opportunity. It’s about a 4 hour drive from NYC, so we jumped in the car yesterday at around noon, put Sirius on the Christmas music station (yes, I’m one of those people), and headed out. Within in an hour we realized that we’re actually super hungry, and stopped in Greenwich Connecticut. I’d never been before, but I’d hear it’s a lot like the Hamptons. I only really checked out the main street, but yeah, it’s like the Hamptons on steroids. Every shop you could imagine, from Saks, to Tiffany & Co., to Rag & Bone… this town is set up for shopping.
- Oct 16, 2013
When I tell people I’m from Canada, I’m often asked what Toronto is like. To the naked eye, it’s not all that different. It’s got great restaurants, Broadway and off-Broadway theater, a subway system, a couple of airports, lots of tall glass buildings, and everything else you’d expect the biggest city in Canada to have.
But then you look a little closer, and you notice that, oddly, the streets are really clean. Why? Because the vast majority of Canadians subscribe to the philosophy that they share the space with other people, and they’re not the center of the universe, so therefore they should hold on to their trash until they find a garbage bin.
Here are a few more examples of typical Torontonian behavior that I experienced during this trip: Read more
- Oct 12, 2013
Two days ago I packed a bag, got on a Porter* flight, and flew into Toronto, Canada, to visit my parents for Thanksgiving. I actually grew up a couple of hours outside of Toronto, on Lake Ontario, about 20 minutes from a little town called Port Hope. Actually, the “town” closest to where I grew up is called “Welcome” (no, really!) and has exactly one stoplight and one store (well, in keeping with full disclosure, it’s really just a gas station with some candy bars and pop – yes, that means soda in Canada-speak).
So here I am, back in farm-country Canada, in my old room where I grew up. The weirdest feeling is Read more