Recently I needed a break.
I'd been working myself into the ground and something was bound to break if I didn't recharge my battery. But the reason I was working so hard was because I'd started a new job and thus hadn't accrued many vacation days.
So instead of taking the five-day break I needed, I booked a 24-hour getaway at Buttermilk Falls Inn, which, at anywhere from $300 to $1,500 a night, isn't my usual level of practical luxury.
But you know what? I think one lazy day and night at a bucolic retreat with a 40-acre farm, state of the art spa, and amazing restaurant was better than five days sleeping in an economy hotel and traipsing around a big city.
Just look at everything I did (and more importantly, didn't do) in 24 short hours!
Welcome to Buttermilk Falls Inn & Spa in Milton, New York. There's not much to do here, and that's a very good thing.
Surrounded by nature and country houses trimmed in white string lights, I felt like I was on the set of a '90s wedding rom-com starring Richard Gere and Julia Roberts.
LOOK AT THIS PLACE.
The main house, with its 10 rooms, is a step back in time. The floors creak; chicly beat-up brown leather couches invite you to sit down with a cup of coffee; the inn's friendly cats roam the patio; and instead of TVs and a huge business center, there's an impressive collection of old books and nostalgic board games (think: How to Host a Murder and Chess).
I went for the 60-minute age solution facial — because I didn't want to just feel rested, I WANTED TO LOOK IT!
The treatment was incredible, from the farm-fresh cucumber slices placed over my eyes to the alpha hydroxy peel that made my skin feel fresh as a daisy with zero redness. I used to be a beauty editor so I've been to a lot of spas — the service here is impeccable. I appreciated the switch-off between hot and cold compresses during the facial.
The spa mostly uses products by Babor, a pricey German brand, but many treatments utilize fresh lavender, honey, and cucumber grown on the hotel's 40-acre organic farm.
My friend smartly chose the 60-minute Millstone Farm massage, a Swedish massage using lavender oil made on premises. Check out the full spa menu here.
After taking a swim in the whirlpool tub, enjoying some more Babor products, and putting a dent in a bottle of wine from the nearby Finger Lakes, we got dressed for dinner and paid a visit to the Millstone Farm.
The farm is home to fruit, vegetable, and herb gardens, heritage chickens, alpacas, llamas, goats, peacocks, and the fruitful Millstone bees.
The vibe at Henry's is casual yet thoughtful. I started with a Mint Julep.
Tables here are made of reclaimed barn wood, glass jugs serve as light fixtures, and early evening light flows through French doors. A mix of locals and hotel guests seemed permanently fixed at the center bar. Once again, I was back in a Julia Roberts rom-com.
We mopped up the juices from these little neck clams with pieces of crusty bread. INCREDIBLE!
The great thing about a 24-hour getaway is that you don't have to hold back. You're only paying for one big meal so you can really make it something special. We drank as much as we wanted and ordered three appetizers and three desserts.
I dove right into this paella with colossal shrimp, mussels, clams, chorizo, and chicken.
It was actually a steal at $35. Had my dining companion not been vegetarian, I would have DEFINITELY ordered and shared the 48-ounce tomahawk steak with truffle mash, braised kale, and wild mushroom demi-glace ($65). Check out the full dinner menu here.
Sure, we could've stopped there, but mushroom ice cream was also on the menu.
It's made with ultra-sweet candy cap mushrooms. I still don't believe these mushrooms are that sweet. The ice cream tastes exactly like maple syrup, but chef insists it's all mushroom without a stitch of sweetener. Delicious.
This is not my breakfast. I ordered smoked salmon toast with whipped cheese, scallions, and farm eggs — and I ate it quickly before even thinking about my camera.
Not one ounce of me regrets taking a day trip rather than a "real" vacation. I can 100% see myself doing this again. Sometimes 24 hours is all you need — and it's better to be a queen for a day than not at all.
Disclaimer: Buttermilk Falls Inn paid for Revelist's editor to stay at their hotel. We chose to review it because the experience was a good one.