No NY Giants football last Sunday so we took advantage of a freebie and drove to the Hamptons.
We left early and it only took 90 minutes to arrive in Southampton.
It was a sunny, cool, crisp fall day and we strolled Southampton’s main street and Job Lane.
We moved on and passed through Water Mill and decided to hit the pavement in classy Bridgehampton, bopping in and out of the stores and then settling down and reading the Sunday New York Times in a very attractive Starbucks laden with rich, long-haired over 60 paunchy men.
Ladies, if that is your type head straight to Starbucks in Bridgehampton and skip JDate, and Tinder…the affluent unattached, pretentious males are all hangin’ in the Hamptons.
Montauk was our next destination, driving through Easthampton and Amagansett.
The journey to Montauk was idyllic. We headed to the end of the world, arriving at the Montauk Lighthouse.
We then strolled the beach. The lighting was gorgeous. My favorite time of the year in the Hamptons is fall or spring when the crowds have dissipated and the essence of the area is vibrant.
It was lunchtime and I remember an annual trek with my parents, spending a week in August at the Guerney Inn. It was minutes away and I wanted to check it out.
Like most of the Upper East Side women who frequent the Hamptons, the Guerney Inn has gone through an extensive facelift. It is attractive and charming and now known as The Guerney’s Montauk Resort and Seawater Spa Inn…pinkie’s up.
We had lunch at Tillie’s. We dove into a delicious fresh lobster roll without embellishment ($22).
The New England clam chowder was probably the best I have ever had. It was loaded with local Montauk clams and Idaho potatoes ($9).
The avocado tartine with crushed avocado, red onion and grilled Meyer lemon was nice, but mine is better ($13).
We walked the property and breathed in the cold, clean fresh sea air.
We headed home through Easthampton.
David did an ingenuous quick repair on the radiator overflow tank. I cannot believe his ability to fix anything. I contributed by participating in what I do best…shopping. The glue had to dry for 20 minutes. David did what David does best and played the role of sexy auto mechanic.
We stopped off in charming Sag Harbor and took the backroads to the highway.
Waze got us through a huge back up on I-495 and we were home in under 2 1/2 hours.
We then watched the NY Mets win another playoff game against the Chicago Cubs at Amber Restaurant close by on the upper west side and called it a night.
I love NY.
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