So here we are in the Hotel Wayne in Honesdale, about 5 minutes from our new house. We’ve driven past the house 3 times but can’t go in until the closing at 1 o’clock tomorrow. My first impression; beautiful house, needs some work.
The Hotel Wayne was built in 1890 and they’ve lured an imaginative, innovative chef to the boondocks of Pennsylvania, giving the hotel a reason to live and providing a sophisticated dining venue for the locals and visitors.
I mean, as an appetizer, the fried , panko coated, very fresh green beans were a revelation to our jaded, “we live in France”, Jamie Oliver groupie palates. Perfectly spicy!
The penne with sun dried tomato, broccoli and shrimp was more than “correct”, served in a creamy, cheesy sauce. Of course, I couldn’t resist the horseradish crusted, wild salmon with spinach and a sauté of potatoes. Bravo!