Upon my arrival at the Homestead Inn in Greenwich, Conn., Corine Berlioz, the front desk manager, greets me with alternating-cheek kisses on the wisteria-covered wraparound veranda. It is the perfect beginning to a weekend that feels more like a European escape than a jaunt up I-95. Berlioz leads me into the lobby, where the walls are covered in an aubergine-colored Brunschwig & Fils fabric, and are complemented by bold, painted Teton chartreuse woodwork. Two brass planters holding eye-catching Scotch Brooms sit on either side of the archway leading into the bar.
“Theresa picks things so unusual. Very magical everywhere,” she says in her French accent, referring to Theresa Henkelmann, the wife and co-owner with Thomas Henkelmann. Thomas Henkelmann, one of the worlds top chefs (he is one of 13 chefs in America to have earned the esteemed ‘Les Grandes Tables du Monde’ award), and Theresa, an extraordinary designer in her own right, bought this property in 1997. The house, built in 1799, had been the main farmhouse of Belle Haven, Conn., a playground for wealthy New Yorkers seeking refuge from the city. After going through many owners, it landed in the Henkelmanns’ hands, and has become a premier destination for those seeking quality everything without ostentatious glitz. Precisely why the Homestead Inn is a Relais & Chateaux property.
Most Americans— even travel writers— don’t know that Relais & Chateaux is a prestigious membership of the best luxury hotels in the world, and represents the opposite of see-and-be-seen-in hotels. To be a Relais & Chateaux property, the hotel must have the required 5 C’s: character, courtesy, calm, charm and cuisine. Says Berlioz, “This is where the ‘quiet money’ comes.”
And they probably return often, because each of the Homestead Inn’s 18 rooms is charming in its own way. Some are painted in sunny yellows, others in brilliant asparagus greens, still others in Moroccan- spiced orange tones. One room seems Provencal French, with large ceramic roosters on the tables in the sitting area; others fuse Alice-in-Wonderland merriment with Chanel-red chairs and carpet; another has a heavily filigreed hand-carved bed, the kind seen at Versailles; and still others defy description, such as room 124, with its deep green-yellow walls, and its sitting area with Donghia gray chaise lounges and a topiary ball-trimmed tree.
Like every other room at the inn, my room, No. 113, is dressed in fine details, from the monkey lamps above the dresser, to the brass stand on the upstairs porch holding orange and pink umbrellas. Most charming of all is the coffee table, decoupaged with antique Asian rice paper that has little prints of kimono-wearing rabbits flying kites, playing mah-jongg and musical instruments, drinking sake and the like. Hand-painted leaves trail across the bedroom wall at eye level, leading into the enormous bathroom, complete with a luxurious assortment of Bulgari bath items and more lavish, plush towels than I could ever use in one stay. I am as tempted by this rich display as I am by the dining room.
Downstairs, the maître d’ leads me to the porch section of the restaurant, and a table set with Konigl pr. Tettau ceramic plates and Christofle silverware. My table captain, Edgar Rojas, seats me and hands me the menu— a huge presentation splashed with a lovely impressionistic watercolor. Rojas then introduces my sommelier, Pierre Grall, a Frenchman from the Alsace-Lorraine region. Together, Grall and Rojas decide that I should try the lobster bisque and the sea bass.
The bisque comes to my table first as a bowl of finely cut fresh lobster and, second, as a saffron, butter and wine-reduced lobster bisque that is poured over the lobster meat. With this, Grall serves a Sauvignon Grape Sancerre 2007 Pascal Jolivet from the Loire Valley. Even if you think you know everything about wine and food, spending an evening with Grall offers a new window into the taste palate. When I comment on the lovely combination, he explains, “It is basically nature. The deeper the root of the grape’s vine, the more layers of stones the roots go through, and in this wine, the roots go deep enough to pick up the minerals from the ancient seashells below. So you have a combination texture of creaminess and mineral.”
Soon the sea bass arrives. It is salted at the last minute, cooked with shallots and a touch of butter in a red wine sauce, and served with black truffles and potato gnocchi. Upon tasting, it becomes obvious why Henkelmann is considered a great chef of the world, and why people travel far and wide to eat here. Henkelmann understands how to let food sing. Having reviewed some of the best restaurants around the world, I can honestly say there is no comparison.
The dinner and décor convince me that I don’t want to meet either Theresa or Thomas, but rather want to maintain the too-good-to-be-true illusion. I now simply want to wake up the next morning, explore Greenwich, then take room service and head back to Baltimore, satisfied.
Greenwich Avenue is a shopper’s delight that is a 10-minute, tree-lined walk from the inn. There is an Anne Fontaine boutique, where every type of elegantly designed white shirt one can imagine can be found. There’s Graham’s, a locally owned, high-end toy store (with a cute kid’s hair-cutting section) where the owner takes you under her wing and makes you feel at home. There’s also a Design Within Reach furniture store, a Lilly Pulitzer dress shop, Kate’s Paperie, Restoration Hardware, Petit Bateau and a Michael Kors Lifestyle Store. A dip into the Bruce Museum to see “The Mouse House: Art from the Collection of Olga Hirshhorn,” with works by Pablo Picasso, Man Ray, Georgia O’Keeffe, Louise Nevelson and Alexander Calder (until Oct. 18), is also a great find, but I wish I’d started there, instead of arriving burdened with shopping bags!
I take a taxi back to the inn, prepared to soak in the tub, order room service and forgo meeting my new heroes, but my plans suddenly change, as none other than Theresa herself greets me at the door of the inn.
Theresa is gorgeous and genial and instantly puts me at ease. When I comment on the brass buckets in the hallway, full of fragrant red and green apples, and inquire whether this is common here, she replies, “Always. I grew up in Michigan and we always had apples in the breezeway. I just love the aroma.”
She then explains a particular challenge she contends with as the inn’s owner. “There’s a dichotomy here. The Thomas Henkelmann Restaurant is world-renowned, and you can’t advertise a luxury restaurant,” she says. “You just don’t do that.” However, the restaurant is well-known (Zagat rated it among the top 11 in the country, as well as No. 1 in Connecticut; The New York Times has awarded it four stars), so the restaurant brings the people to the inn, and, says Theresa, “Vise versa!” Though the inn reflects traditional tastes, Theresa insists that it is not historic. “Everyone who has ever owned this house has done something to it,” she says. “It’s so ersatz. This place is more about Thomas’ and my travels. Every room could be found on the spice route in Portugal, ‘La Route des Epices’.”
A few minutes later, the reserved and handsome Thomas Henkelmann makes his way onto the porch to discuss his food over a cup of tea. “For me, I am trained in the classical tradition, but I am not trapped in that time,” he says. “I try to prepare honest food, focus on the product; you can always cook for the time you live in successfully and traditionally without being old-fashioned.”
His accent is a combination of his native German and his learned French, and is as deep as his passion for food. When I ask his recommendations for my second meal here, he rattles off a litany of dishes, some of which I vow to try at dinner.
That evening, I dine first on a salad of baby greens infused with fresh basil and the colors of sage, celery and burgundy. Then, a roasted rack of veal, ricotta and beet raviolis, creamed spinach, stuffed tomatoes and port wine sauce, paired with a wonderful Grall-selected wine, comes to the table. Last, dessert (three, in fact!) arrives. I enjoy Theresa’s favorites: the Vacherin with vanilla bean ice cream and raspberry sorbet, on layers of meringue, crème Chantilly and fresh berries, and then the warm Valrhona chocolate soufflé cake with a liquid chocolate center and vanilla bean ice cream; and then I add Grall’s suggestion— the crisp cherry purses filled with almond cream, cherry sauce and cherry ice cream. Thanks to these varied, perfect flavors, along with the dynamic colors and small touches that make this inn sui generis, I return to Baltimore feeling like I’ve been overseas for the weekend, no passport needed.
Homestead Inn & Thomas Henkelmann Restaurant
420 Field Point Road, Greenwich, Conn., 06830; 203-869-7500, homesteadinn.com
* Audubon, 613 Riversville Road, 203-869-5272, http://www.greenwich.audubon.org. Nature! Don’t miss HawkWatch Weekend & Green Festival, Sept 19 & 20— a scientific count of raptors since 1970.
* Bruce Museum, 1 Museum Drive, 203-869-0376, http://www.brucemuseum.org
* Bruce Park, Museum Drive and Davis Avenue, 203-622-7814, http://www.greenwichct.org . Ponds, picnic tables, and a whole lot of walking going on. The autumn leaves will leave you breathless.
* Greenwich Point (aka Tod’s Point), Shore Road, South End, Old Greenwich. Get a pass from town hall and spend the day on one of the largest beaches in the area.
* Méli-Mélo, 362 Greenwich Ave., 203-629-6153, http://www.melimelogreenwich.com. A sweet little crperie— very French, with homemade juice. Always busy. The buckwheat confiture maison crpe is finger-kissing tasty— as are the ice creams.
* Terra, 156 Greenwich Ave., 203-629-5222, http://www.terraofgreenwich.com. Old world, Tuscan style, warm faux finish, casual, with exceptional, authentic food.
* Aux Delices Gourmet, 3 W. Elm St. 203-622-6644, http://www.auxdelicesfoods.com. Almost no seating, but the gourmet eat-in or take-out is vast in variety and worth the wait.
* Delamar Greenwich Harbor Hotel, 500 Steamboat Rd., 203-661-9800, http://www.thedelamar.com. 82-room, high end boutique hotel right on the water.
* Harbor House Inn, 165 Shore Rd., 203-637-0145, http://www.hhinn.com. B&B luxury, complete with bicycles, and ten minutes from the beach.
Originally published in Style Magazine.