While you’re much too gracious to send marauding friends and relations to a hotel, feel free to send yourself to one.
Welcome to the upstairs inn at Longman & Eagle, your new place to sleep off a hard night of whiskey flights and world-class gastropubbing, opening above the restaurant in mid-December.
This joint has just six rooms, and does away with antiquated hotel nonessentials—check-in counters, bellhops, lobbies—focusing instead on the important stuff: tiny bottles of locally made hooch, handmade furniture and MCA-worthy artwork of hipster girls in their underwear drinking beer.
Here’s the plan. Take your family/friends/college roommates to Longman to show off their Michelin-lauded wild boar sloppy joes. After dinner/drinks/fighting over the check, give them your house keys and say good-bye. Then check in online with your smartphone, and get your key from the bartender.
You’ll bound up a flight of stairs, turn left at the arctic coyote skin and soon be twiddling the knobs of a vintage tape player (with housemade mixtapes), downloading movies from Apple TV and sinking into nine inches of memory foam. Oh, and you should know that the bathroom/shower is essentially in the room, separated by a glass wall...
So don’t bunk with your sister.