After a week with our extended (daughters, their mates and grandfairies) family making it 10 people of various sizes in a rented house in Avon on the Outer Banks, my wife and I opted to head back to Ohio via Winston-Salem in order to visit some friends there.
Upon our arrival, this being an older house, the walls in places baring a couple water stains making, at least me wonder if we had made a correct decision, we were instantly eased by the manner of the Innkeeper. Ken is charming, intelligent, and simply a very nice fellow. He upgraded us to room 219.
Entering the foyer for the room, the first thing that struck us was hanging on the coat rack. A man's walking cane, and a feather boa. This spoke to a genteel sense of style and detail, something we found throughout.
To the left was the bathroom, with the very large Jacuzzi. Sitting on it were towels and a bubble bath. There were tea candles spread around the room and a full box of stick matches at hand to light them. The room with the shower (both American and European shower arrangements) and commode also had a towel heater. A step up to a dressing table yielded tissues and lotion. And of course, recognizing that no proper bathroom suite should go without, there was the mandatory yellow rubber ducky perched in the corner of the jacuzzi.
To the right of the foyer was the bedroom, a small table next to the window beautifully set for breakfast. It had a kingsize bed with wonderful pillows and linens, an antique headboard mounted behind it cleverly, as 'antique' and 'kingsize' generally don't find one another. A rattan settee and coffee table sat at the foot of the bed. There was a writing table with a working old upright Royal typewriter. Next to that sat an Oxford Dictionary, a deck of cards, scorekeeping pad and a pen. Interesting and appropriate artwork and other knicknacks and the like were tastefully placed around the room. Neither of us had ever held an ostrich egg, and now we know how heavy they are.
The breakfast was as described in other reviews. I figured there would be a quiche OR a ham bisquit. I'm not a bid broccoli person, but my wife loved it and I was fine with the toasted bagel, yogurt, fruit, fresh OJ and coffee. We DID try to order the French Toast for my wife and, alas, Ken was unable to provide it that day for some unknown reason.
After meeting him the morning of, all communications were by notes. i suspect had we needed something, a call would have brought him running, but otherwise, we felt alone, private and cozy in this wonderful house. When he first toured us through the suite, he showed us how to operate the Hi Def flat screen TV attached to the wall, with thousands of tunes, over 400 movies we could order up free, and cable. The mini fridge and microwave, by the way, were concealed in a lovely and appropriate wardrobe.
I should note Summit Street also offers a very nice billiards room and an exercise room. Additionally, when we made our arrangements Ken offered to make restaurant reservations for us and displays a large basket of menus to peruse.. oh... and lovely robes in the bedroom.
As we weren't there during cold months we can't speak to the heat and insulation, but the air conditioning and ceiling fans worked great during our stay.
This B&B makes us far more likely to come visit our friends again, as we could certainly see this Inn being a point of destination in and of itself. I've stayed at a number of fine Inns and five star hotels. This is among the most enjoyable stays I've had at any of them
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