Monday, August 31, 2009 by Jason Oliver Nixon.
Just a hop, skip and, hopefully, a non-traffic-clogged jump up I-95, Greenwich, Connecticut, offers a delightful small-town feel with all of the glamour of a major city. There’s terrific shopping (the main drag, Greenwich Avenue, houses everything from Tory Burch and Anne Fontaine to Design Within Reach and Baccarat), gorgeous homes (zip out Round Hill Road for some real stunners, and grab a coffee at the general store-like Round Hill Store) and terrific people watching (you’ve never seen so many blond Tory-clad women in Jack Rogers sandals, ever!). Plus, I love the police who man the picket fence-barricaded corners and won’t let you cross the street until they give you the command verbally. It’s all so quaint and Peyton Place-like.
This past weekend, I stopped in for lunch at Greenwich’s charming Delamar on Greenwich Harbor hotel, a Mediterranean-styled hostelry located only steps from the train station and downtown.
The high-style Delamar on Greenwich Harbor sits just minutes from downtown Greenwich, Connecticut, yet transports guests to a slice of Provence-by-the sea.
L’Escale, the property’s restaurant, overlooks a bustling marina with its oversized boats and offers a perfect-for-late-summer menu. We dined al fresco overlooking Long Island Sound and sipped cool glasses of Sauvignon Blanc paired with Provencal-inspired dishes, such as a salad of baby artichokes with arugula and kicky tomatoes and scrambled eggs topped with wildly fragrant black truffles. Divine.
Settle in at soothing L’Escale for colorful, Provencal-flavored fare paired with vistas of the harbor and Long Island Sound in the distance.
If you’re in the Greenwich area, pop in—it’s definitely jet-set material.