We arrived here in DC just in time to get pounded by the nor'easter. At least we're safely ensconced at The Tabard Inn. This is the ultimate quirky boutique hotel, cobbled together from three adjacent 19th century Romanesque Revival brick townhouses. The interior is a labyrinth of cozy nooks and crannies, narrow hallways, heavy walnut paneling, and staircases of all shapes and sizes, with a fireplace and overstuffed couch around every corner. The decor is flea market chic meets Beaux-Arts meets early Middle-earth, and the feel is comfy and informal, especially with the rain pelting the floor to ceiling windows of our room.
They're famous for their great food and hip cocktail scene, too, so famous we could barely get reservations to eat here ourselves. By the end of the evening the eating and drinking spills out into the paneled lounges surrounding the dining rooms. The rain cheated us out of the courtyard patio.
It's the kind of place you could imagine running into Oscar Wilde, or Virginia Woolf. Or Bilbo Baggins, for that matter. Especially after you've downed a few of the bar's signature cocktails.
But the big surprise is that the rates are really reasonable. If you need a place to stay in DC this place is a lot of fun.
Sue/the view from great island