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The Blogging Wagon

Janet Loewenstein — Sat, 05 Dec 2009 04:44:15 +0000

Yes, I fell off, apologies to my regular readers (if I have any). I’m going to try to get back on and stay there, though.

It’s been an interesting season, mostly in a good way. It was my first as a solo innkeeper, so there was a lot to figure out as far as how to do what I normally do plus the things my ex-husband did, like grocery shopping. That may seem like a small thing, but let me tell you in July and August it is definitely not! In those months it has to be done about every 4 – 5 days and the traffic can be a challenge. Not to mention the additional crowds at the supermarket. Figure it out I did, however.

I’m not going to try to summarize the entire summer in one post, I’ll relate stories as I think of them and have time. I did have a good season, despite the grim economy and the less-than-stellar weather, so I can’t complain on that front. And I’m still here. And I will try to stay on the wagon.

Busy, busy

Janet Loewenstein — Sun, 31 May 2009 00:10:26 +0000

Wow, it’s been a long time since my last post. Suffice it to say, spring has been insanely busy. Partly it’s the normal “I’ve still got projects to do, when did winter end?!” stuff, but I’ve also had guests almost constantly so frequently my entire morning is taken up with breakfast & cleanup. That leaves the afternoon for other work and paperwork. Add to that having the blog moved to a new platform I’ve never used before, and it makes it difficult to concentrate on writing anything.

Let’s call this my ‘test run’. I’ll keep it short and get back to more regular posting now that I know this Wordpress stuff isn’t so scary. And hey, leave a comment now and then, ok? Thanks!

Slice of PAII

Janet Loewenstein — Mon, 30 Mar 2009 00:27:00 +0000

I’m off this week to the PAII* conference in Atlanta. It promises to be three days of information-packed sessions, a busy trade show and (I hope) some time spent with innkeeper friends from other parts of the country.

In other news, my occupancy for the first quarter of this year is up slightly from last year, economy not withstanding. Reservations for the summer are coming in steadily as well. Signs of spring are everywhere, even though the weather has remained chilly. When I get back it will be time to start thinking about yard cleanup and spring projects.

A guest snapped this nifty photo of a hawk at the Wellfleet Bay Wildlife Sanctuary a couple of weeks ago and sent it, along with permission to use it here:

Thanks, Mia!

If I learn anything worth reporting at the conference I’ll post about it when I return. Y’all have a great week.

*PAII is the acronym for the Professional Association of Innkeepers International, the trade association for B&B owners and Innkeepers. It’s pronounced “pie”.

Laugh Therapy

Janet Loewenstein — Thu, 05 Mar 2009 16:48:00 +0000

Have you ever noticed how much better you feel after a good belly laugh? I’m talking about the kind where you just can’t control yourself and where tears come out of your eyes. A laugh like that just seems to release a lot of stress and suddenly whatever was bothering me seems a lot less difficult.

I have found a number of websites that make me laugh on occasion, but none so consistently as this site. Go spend a little time there, it’s like a mini-vacation. Just one warning: don’t have anything in your mouth when you open the site or I guarantee it will wind up on the screen.

Back and Busy

Janet Loewenstein — Mon, 17 Mar 2008 03:47:00 +0000

I had a great vacation, an unprecedented almost two weeks away from the inn. Adam, unfortunately, had to head back after less than a week to finish some projects he had to deliver. He has a custom furniture business in addition to being my partner in the B&B and he’s got quite a few projects in his shop at the moment. We also had guests coming in for the weekend, so he was going to be taking care of them as well.

While in New York we were able to see some good friends, eat great food and see a show. Our plans for dinner at Gramercy Tavern didn’t work out, it turns out that we couldn’t get a reservation for any time between 6:00 and 9:30 on a Tuesday evening! Adam even spoke to them that afternoon and they’d had no cancellations. Hard to believe. Instead we took a chance and wound up at Tabla instead. It was lovely. We spent the day on Tuesday going to museums. We started at the Transit Museum, which I’d always wanted to see, then headed uptown to the Guggenheim to see this exhibit. If you’re in New York between now and the end of May, go see it. Afterward we headed across the park to the American Museum of Natural History. Adam has done a lot of work there over the years and he knows most of the exhibit department staff. I know a few of them, in particular a guy I worked with at my first job in NYC who now works as the project manager there. Adam & I went to the Water exhibit and the Butterfly Conservatory, then we met Dean at a bar on Columbus Ave. for drinks and to catch up. Did I mention that Adam built the Butterfly exhibit ten years ago? Pretty cool, huh?

Thursday 2/28 was the final concert in a series of three at Madison Square Garden that I really, really wanted to see: Steve Winwood and Eric Clapton. I didn’t have tickets but figured what the heck, I’d go down to the Garden and see if anyone had a couple of extras they were willing to sell. I’ve done this before with Broadway shows and it works just fine. I was a bit surprised at the number and general sleaziness of the scalpers outside MSG, but New York’s Finest were doing a decent job of keeping them a good distance from the entrances. Since I don’t look anything like a scalper, I positioned myself near one entrance and quietly asked people as they went by if they had extra tickets. After about 15 minutes a gentleman turned at my question and asked “Are they for you?” I assured him they were and he handed me two tickets (a friend was meeting me there). I asked him how much and he said “I just want to give them to someone who will enjoy the concert.” I looked at the tickets, they had a $250 face value. Holy sh*t. And they were legit (yes, people sell counterfeit tickets) – my friend and I got in no problem. These seats were on the floor. Right next to the mixing board. Aside from 10th row center, this is the best place to be. The concert was just incredible. I felt like the luckiest person in the world that night.

The last few days of my vacation were spent in Maryland at The Brampton Inn, hanging out with some innkeeper friends. We ate & drank well, traded horror stories of renovations and furnace melt-downs, shopped and had a lot of laughs. Danielle and Michael, our hosts, gave us a tour of their gorgeous property, including the two new luxury rental cottages they’re building. It was wonderful and affirming to be with other people living this crazy life.

I got back on 3/6 to a busy weekend and two old friends visiting. There are still winter projects to do and paperwork to organize. I’m back to it in full force but I’ll try to post again soon.

And so it begins…

Janet Loewenstein — Wed, 02 Jan 2008 03:36:00 +0000

New year, new post. This one is a little unfocused, please bear with me. Think of it as a buffet.

Before I get rolling, happy new year to anyone who actually reads my ramblings. Post a comment now and then so I know you’re there, okay?

We had a lovely New Year’s eve. We hosted a party at Adam’s mom’s house so as not to disturb our inn guests. It was a nice mix of local and out-of-town friends, good wine and way too much food. Oddly, the party really coalesced around a game brought by one of our guests. It was a lot of fun and it didn’t seem to matter to anyone that we simply left off where we were at midnight to ring in the new year and we never got back to it.

The sky last night was gorgeous. The quarter-moon was low in the sky and the stars stood out in such clear relief against the inky blue-black of the night it looked like you could prick your finger on their sharp points.

Driving home at an hour that was far too late for someone who had to get up and make breakfast this morning, I saw a coyote trotting down the middle of our street. I’ve seen them a number of times before on side streets or along the state highway, but this is the closest I’ve ever seen one to the house. It got out of the road when I switched on my high beams about 30′ behind it, but didn’t seem particularly concerned about me until I stopped my car to get a good look at it. At that point it bounded off behind a house and I continued home. Adam followed about an hour later. I’m not sure how he got up at his usual hour of 6 a.m., but he did.

Inn guests and out-of-town friends had all left by about 12:30 this afternoon, leaving us free to attend a New Year’s day brunch hosted by some friends. Late in the afternoon I indulged in a much-needed nap. Room cleaning will wait until tomorrow since we aren’t expecting anyone for a few days.

Today marks a bleak two-week period in which NOT ONE restaurant in Wellfleet is open. I find this distressing both for myself and for any potential guests. In order to hold a year-round liquor license in this town, restaurants must stay open all year (sounds logical, right?). They are permitted to close for up to four weeks for “renovations”. I put the term inside quotation marks because it is interpreted pretty loosely by the local population and the Selectboard that governs the town. Everyone understands that restaurants are barely breaking even in the winter and nobody begrudges them a period of downtime, but in the past few years it seems that several of the restaurant owners have begun to take advantage of local goodwill in this matter.

One year-round restaurant closed for a major kitchen overhaul a few years ago that lasted about three months. That was completely understandable as the project was large and delays do happen, but something changed after that. Up until then they had adhered pretty carefully to the 4-week rule but in years subsequent to the kitchen renovation they have closed after New Year’s eve and not reopened until Valentine’s day; far more than four weeks by my calendar. Another restaurant with a year-round license closed for a full winter for the first time three years ago because the owners decided they were tired and they wanted to sell. I’m not quite sure why they felt they had to close other than burn-out – which I do understand – but the restaurant did not sell that year or the year after or this year, yet they have closed each of these years in October and not reopened until April. This really seems like flaunting the rules to the detrimient of the locals. If it were up to me, I’d yank their year-round liquor license and make them reapply for a seasonal one. A third restaurant, one of our favorites, kind of arbitrarily decided to take six weeks off this winter. A fourth is taking the permitted four weeks and no more and doing it at exactly the same time he always has, it just happens to coincide with all the other closings.

It used to be that the year-round restaurants would coordinate with each other so that at least one restaurant would be open at all times – possibly not seven days a week, but at least Thursday through Sunday. This is the first time in eight years I’ve seen all the restaurants in town closed at the same time. We’ve had discussions with several friends about having pot-luck dinners and that could be a lovely way to pass some of these evenings; I hope one or more come to pass. Unfortunately that won’t help anyone from out of town. If anyone calls us for a reservation during this time we will have to explain that they will need to plan their dinners in Orleans or Provincetown unless they’re here visiting friends or family who will cook. That’s liable to loose us a couple of reservations, but we’ll see what happens. I’m not too happy about it in any case.

I’ve rambled on enough for one post. Tomorrow is back to work on winter projects; more about that another time.

Credit where credit is due

Janet Loewenstein — Fri, 06 Apr 2007 15:05:00 +0000

Sometimes I stumble on a blog name that piques my interest but when I look I can find no explanation for the name. So for those of you who might be wondering where I got the title for this blog, here’s the story:

Before moving to Wellfleet and opening the B&B, I worked in an office in New York City. My plans to make the move weren’t a secret, but I had been pretty quiet about my leaving, a lot of our clients had no idea it was imminent. On my second to last day of work one of our long-time clients called to speak to my boss and before I turned her over to him I said to her “In case I don’t get another chance to speak to you, I just wanted to say goodbye.” She wished me luck and then said “I just don’t know how you’re going to do it.”

“Do what?” I replied.

“Get up in the morning and make muffins for strangers.”

And there you have it. It was such a great line I knew I just had to use it somewhere, somehow. So thank you Laura, wherever you are.