Years ago, Samantha Brown put on her New England “muckety muck” voice and hosted an episode of Great Hotels at the Chatham Bars Inn on Cape Cod. I loved that show. I miss that show. I have made it a personal mission to relive that show by visiting her hotels, but often they are not as Great as the show title would suggest. (For example, Disney’s Fort Wilderness Campground? Please.) The Chatham Bars Inn, however, is all the WASP you could ever want in the well-manicured, moneyed town of Chatham. When I worked at Forbes, we threw around the phrase “like-minded” as a positive description of our readers (we wouldn’t want anyone to be too free thinking or … democratic). Let’s bring that phrase into being for this blog post. The patrons of the Chatham Bars Inn are Sperry-wearing, golf course and tennis court-tanned, summertime-loving, cocktail hour-imbibing, like-minded folks. I don’t think “affluent” does them justice. Should we go with flush? And I love them, each and every one of them.
This is a great spot to visit with friends for pre-dinner cocktails in Adirondack chairs on the front porch while viewing the sunset.
Smarty Pants here has a goal to be married at the hotel. No prospects, mind you, but she knows the price per plate.
This is a family-friendly hotel, although only well-dressed children are welcome. Everyone is in a good mood here because there’s no reason on earth not to be. Being here makes you feel grateful for what you have and have-not, and I’m grateful for these stiff fools posing for our family Christmas card portrait:
Even the hour drive to Chatham from Wellfleet is fun. Oh, hello Perfection!
When the sun disappears, the hotel quiets down after a busy day of swimming and clambakes. We make our way to The Impudent Oyster, a local restaurant that looks like a pub with old green carpeting, but is actually a divine destination for huge plates of linguini with shellfish, lobster mac and cheese, and salty (sawlty) ice cream sundaes with pretzels.