Travel
Unplugged
Closing down The Summer
House Restaurant
everyone of importance was aware
of my travel plans. I had about two
hours to kill before dinner and
decided to take a walk. I ventured
out of my cottage and walked along
the side of the road overlooking the
ocean. I headed toward the post
office and little shops we had passed
in my cab ride. It was only about a
five minute walk and I found my way
to the local market. Everything a
vacationing traveler could want was
available, groceries, cold drinks,
prepared sandwiches, and a nice
selection of Nantucket souvenirs.
After a short stroll, I made my way
back to my cottage and got ready
for dinner.
My dinner plans included dining with
property owner Danielle
deBenedictis, Chuck Taylor, the
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publisher of Famtripper, fellow
travel writer Elizabeth Kochor and
several other of Danielle’s friends
and guests. We had arranged to meet
for cocktails at The Summer House
Restaurant at 7pm. My cottage was
only a few hundred yards from the
restaurant and I promptly made my
way across the courtyard. The
entrance to the establishment is just
off the front deck and the music’s
volume increased with each step I
made. As I pushed the screen door
open to the restaurant, something
magical transpired. I felt as if I had
stepped back in time. Live jazz music
billowing throughout the bar and
restaurant, and the chatter of
vacationers, mixed with the clinking
of utensils and glasses, made for an
atmosphere that sounded like a
symphony. Dim lights created just