Category Archives: Tannersville
Pretty, pastel-colored Tannersville is one of the better-known villages in relatively little-known Greene County. Part of Hunter Township, Tannersville is just down the road (or more precisely, down route 23A) from Hunter Mountain and Hunter Village. If you’re driving up wooded, winding 23A to get to Hunter from the city—a nice, scenic way to go—you’ll pass through Tannersville en route. Stop here for lunch, or dinner, or drinks. Because that’s the thing about Hunter village—other than the ski resort itself and its occasional summer concert or festival—there really isn’t much to do, or eat, in Hunter proper.
While not as bustling as Saugerties or Woodstock down the mountain, Tannersville does have more of destination feel than its neighbors. Read the rest of this entry
I’ve had my eye on this East Jewett house for a while. It’s right down the road from my own, en route to the secluded, never-crowded mountain lake where we swim. It’s a cute if modest farmhouse from the outside, with a nice wrap around porch. There are no photos of the inside, and the broker says, at this point, there’s “not much to see.” It’s currently crowded with the owners’ stuff, and the broker admits the interior and the foundation will need work. The property is listed as in fair condition.
I’m a little biased, but I think this is a nice location at the price. Rte 23c is a winding mountain road with lovely country views, and the house really is a stone’s throw (well, a quick bike ride) from Colgate Lake. East Jewett doesn’t have any sort of town center—or particularly good road paving—but this house is about an 8 minute drive from Tannersville and close to Hunter and Windham as well. It’s been on the market forever, and the broker indicated that the owners are eager to sell. You could probably get this for an even better deal.
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When I was house hunting, I spent a lot of time pacing blocks in little towns deciding where to park myself for twenty minutes between appointments, or wondering which of the lunch spots would end up becoming my lunch spot once I parted with the small chunk of cash I’d saved and gotten myself a home.
This post is to save you the wondering. It’s meant as a go-to list of the best places to read the paper and have a coffee if you find yourself Upstate, either for a weekend trip or in search of more permanent habitation. I concentrated on Ulster and Greene Counties, West of the Hudson. An East Coast edition is to come.
1) I pretty much started this blog so I could give shout outs to Love Bites, a teeny, tiny lunch spot at 85 Partition Street in Saugerties. I don’t know why the jolly, bearded owner (who is always manning the kitchen; no handing off of duties here) hasn’t realized I’m his most fervent admirer and that I deserve to be his best friend. He looks like so much fun! His food sure is: innovative and irreverent, but never in a precious sort of way, plus vegetarian and vegan options that appeal even to meat eaters. Eat here, tell them I sent you. Maybe then they’ll start to know who I am.
2) In the more classically country vein, you can’t beat the Catskill Country Store in Main Street (aka Rte 23) in Windham, NY for fresh baked pie and a cup of Joe. It’s all calico and goofy signs and Americana desserts, the kind of place that makes you want to say “cup of Joe.” Best of all, they have a “looking zoo”, where you can see ducks and hens and horses and adorable baby goats who go into shock and fall allover when startled. That alone is worth the price of Joe.
3) Daly’s is just down the road on from the Catskill Country Store in Windham, still on Rte 23. It’s in an old bank, bright, clean and airy, and they serve any sort of variation on fancy gourmet coffee your heart could desire. It’s type of place that let’s you come at 11 am with your laptop and park it there for three hours while doing “work.”
4) Main Street Bistro at 59 Main Street in New Paltz isn’t really a bistro. It’s more like a diner, albeit one with veggie options and an adventurous chef. Massive omelets, delicious salads, and guac for your burger. It’s always busy, but the services is great, and they’ll let you enjoy your coffee at your leisure.
5) Woodstock is the best known of the Upstate towns, but it’s always been a bit of a challenge for me. So many tourists! So many candles! My pick, Bread Alone, isn’t particularly undiscovered, but it’s worthy of all the praise, much like Woodstock itself. It’s at 22 Mill Hill Road, a little ways from the Village Green and reliably filled with locals. You might know Bread Alone baked goods from New York City greenmarkets, and trust me, the stuff is even fresher at the source. They serve coffee, too, and even though there’s often a line, you can usually find a table and relax with a book.
6) Speaking of books, Inquiring Minds Bookstore at 65 Partition Street in Saugerties is one of the best places west of the Hudson to get a coffee and find reading material. It’s a big shop with a great selection, including a whole section devoted to local authors and subjects. In the evenings, there’s often someone holding forth at on one of the open mike nights, which admittedly used to drive me crazy, but lately has had me feeling all warm and fuzzy and democratic. Small towns can have that effect on you, especially after a free tasting at the Partition Street Wine Shop.
I know I’ve overlooked places, so if you have any favorites, let us know!
My real estate fantasies generally don’t involve gated communities, but the Onteora Club is a worthy exception. I have to drive through gorgeous, wooded, Gilded-Age mansion-speckled Onteora Park en route to my own little house. I’d use the cliche and say exclusive Onteora seems a world away, but it doesn’t, quite. Even the humbler towns in Greene County have lush mountain views, winding roads, black bear sightings and Lyme disease. Onteora Park, though, is home to some of the most beautiful homes in the Catskills, and residence also offers you the opportunity to join the private club, which sounds like a cross between a Cheever short story and Dirty Dancing: private lake, heated pool, tennis and golf, and an “enchanting Tudor-style library.” Nearby is the wonderful Mountain Top Arboretum, a beautifully maintained 23-acre foliage sanctuary that’s free and open to the public.
All of the above is a long way of explaining why I was so excited when I saw this listing with Gordon Realty. Most of the “cottages” (ahem) in Onteora are well out of the second home price range of most folks I know. This cottage is actually a cottage, and it’s lovely. Built at the turn of the century and recently updated, it offers great outdoor space as well as beautiful details inside. I’d happily care take this one. Check out the interior photo on the jump. Read the rest of this entry
I’m a sucker for DIY liquor infusions, which is why I instanly fell in love with Currans in Tannersville. Brock , the affable bartender, infuses many of the bar’s gins and vodkas at home, and at his urging, I tried the ginger-spiked gin martini. It had a substantial fresh ginger kick but went down smooth and icy. There’s something about the simplicity of liquor + ingredient, sans mixer, that makes a house-infused liquor seem almost medicinal. I’m convinced those martinis were good for me.
Brock was eager to tell us about the history of Currans and the gorgeous hand-carved showstopper of a bar. “The longest continuously licensed Ale House in the Catskill Mountains, ” Currans used to be a local watering hole run by a church-going grandma who would periodically kick out regulars for cussing on a Sunday. After a three-year renovation, it was reopened last February by Sean Byrne, the grandson of the original owner. The bar itself was shipped up from New York City via railroad during the Civil War and miraculously survived the Prohibition. The restaurant and tavern are laid-back country elegant, and the menu mixes pub food and New American, with a heavy emphasis on local ingredients. I loved the bar scene, too: an old guy playing a guitar, two neo-hippies in knit caps who would have annoyed me in the city, a nice mixture of generations that one rarely sees at bars in Brooklyn. It reminded me of the best bar ever, the long-gone Stony Creek in Tivoli in the late ’90’s.
If you have a favorite local bar, let us know—or share with us any memories of our dear, departed Stony Creek.