Worrying that the tide might come in, my husband and I walked quickly along a partially muddy, partially rocky section of the beach. We had left behind us the white silluette of the Wentworth Hotel. At our feet laid bundles of clam shells, opened and closed, which became the feast of breakfast seeking seagulls. We climbed around the ruins of "Fort Blake", where canons once protected this harbor. On top of the fort, behind another inlet, stands a white lighthouse. It is the U.S.Coast Guard at New Castle, Portsmouth.
At early noon, the tide was out to sea; my husband and I walked along the partially muddy, partially rocky beaches below and still in-view-of the white silluette of the Wentworth Hotel, toward the lighthouse blinking in the distance. At our feet laid bundles of clam shells, opened and closed, which became the feast of breakfast seeking seagulls.
718 Reviews and Opinions
The mid day Thanksgiving dinner in the main dinning room was done nicely with great service.
Breakfast that morning was slow, cold and the service very poor. I could not help but feel sorry for the waitress who seemed lost, not knowing what to bring to which table, and who kept circling around with things she needed to deliver.
Room service orders were generally OK.
We tried to have lunch in the main dinning room the day after Thanksgiving but they directed us to the bar. Once there we waited for a full half hour before even being approached by a waitress. She did a good job of taking our order, trying to address the cold draft in our section of the room, and the food arrived promptly and hot.
Favorite Dish: Turkey