Registration
& Check-Out
Actually,
I’m
placing the contestants in a two-way tie for last place on this
point.
Greenbrier check-in takes place in a dim section of lobby with
poor feng shui
and lots of commercial signage promoting real
estate
sales and whatnot. Taking
care of business at The
Homestead front desk
can involve lengthy waits and
uncomfortably public interchanges about
issues like disputed
charges or delayed
room availability.
Guest
Rooms
At
The Homestead, our
family of
four once took a pair of adjoining rooms right on
the main
level, with its own screen porch looking onto the hotel’s tower façade;
we still talk about that stroke of fine luck. And if you want modern
contours
and design touches, The Homestead does boast a new
guest-room
wing that also
contains its important meeting
spaces. Have to say,
however, that in general my
guest rooms
at The Greenbrier have been a
little bit bigger and a little more
deluxe. I tend to make my peace
with (more than embrace) the
famous Dorothy
Draper décor, but that
“Sleepy Time Down South”
sign they post, asking for quiet
in the
hallways, is an
all-time great Greenbrier touch.
Dining
(Part I, country breakfast)
The
Homestead
breakfast buffet is the only setting in
which I
have: eaten grits; eaten fish
before noon; eaten six
different
breakfasts in one sitting. At The Greenbrier
you
order a very fine
breakfast off a menu. It just ain’t the
same.
Dining
(Part II, main-room dinner)
There
is perfect
scale and an urbane tone to the evening meal at the 1766
Grille at
The Homestead. After many an impressive dinner in the immense
main dining rooms
of both resorts, I had an “aha” moment one
night in
the 1766, selecting this
beautifully lit room as the
dinnertime winner
at either property. Then a few
nights later
I made my first visit to
The Greenbrier’s Tavern Room, and found it
equally elegant, with
excellent service and splendidly
prepared meals. Plus a
top-notch wine
bar and cellar. Dead
heat?
Dining
(Part III, side rooms)
The
pulse
of The
Greenbrier is indeed its concourse of lobby shops leading around to
the
Dorothy Draper room, which with its white wicker and
black-and-white
tile
floor is hardly your oak-paneled masculine
setting. And
so, for me to say it’s a
fun place to eat a very good
lunch
must be categorized a confession. So be it.
There is no
correlative facility at The Homestead—its casual lunch offering is
out
of the main hotel by the golf practice range and the
outdoor
pool.