The Hudson Valley hasn’t always had the most robust hotel scene, but, contrary to what F. Scott Fitzgerald said (“There are no second acts in American lives”), there appears to
THE ELEGANTLY SCRIPTED labels on Harney & Sons tea tins conjure up images of men in bowler hats and ladies in flowered aprons packaging tea in a quaint tearoom outside
COFFEE LOVERS ARE a committed—and sometimes eccentric—bunch. “Without my morning coffee I’m just like a dried-up piece of roast goat,” wrote Johann Sebastian Bach in his 1732 Coffee Cantata (BWV
