Can We Just Move In?

The Captain and I decided on an impromptu get-away this week and he found an inn in northern New Hampshire that looked promising.  The Adair Country Inn in Bethlehem, NH delivered on every promise! 

The Inn was the private home built for Dorothy Adair and where she lived with her husband for decades.  In 1992 it was converted to an inn with 9 quest rooms  the care of owners  Nick & Betsy Young and innkeepers Ilja and Brad Chapman.   The Chapmans are the perfect inn keepers- friendly, knowledgeable, professional , and interested in their guests without being intrusive.

We stayed in this room - the Huntington.  Attention to detail makes this Inn special - fresh flowers, beautiful linens, ribbon-tied towels, and a  personalized welcome sign.  The special tradition of warm cookies on the bed at turn-down is quite a treat!

The view of Mount Washington from our room:

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Dorothy  was a fashionista of her day, with a thing for hats.  They are displayed throughout the house with this fun group  on the stair- landing perched on little stands.  Note all the books - one of the largest private libraries of the day.

The gardens were designed by the Olmsted brothers, designers of the gardens in Central Park.





Fortunately the weather was spectacular, so we were able to eat out on the terrace, overlooking some of the gardens. 

Again, attention to details make all the difference- who could resist this sweet cup?

These popovers were the best I've ever had.  I tried to squeeze the secret out of Brad Chapman, the Popover King!  Turns out he has a few tricks - not over-mixing the batter , in fact, leaving it pretty lumpy (I've been doing mine in the blender!), refrigerating the batter overnight, and baking the popovers in heavy Pyrex cups sprayed with Pam.  Since I had to chisel my last batch out of the "non-stick" pan, I've thrown it away and am on the hunt for the heavy glass cups.  I also took home their cookbook, so I hope to be turning out some of these beauties soon.

We're already planning a return visit - maybe for fall foliage time. 

(In the interest of full-disclosure,  the Adair did not pay me for nor solicit this glowing review !)