In the mid-1800’s, Louis Fauchere, Master Chef at New York’s celebrated Delmonico’s Restaurant, opened Hotel Fauchere as a Pocono’s summer escape for city-weary folk. Now opened year round, and having earned a Relais and Chateaux designation, the Fauchere is but one reason to skip over the New York border to this Pennsylvania resort town.
Moved to this location in 1880, Hotel Fauchere boasted the first electric sign in Pike County, and has been embraced by celebrities and others who seek out hip, luxurious, accommodations, and hushed, top-tier, VIP service. Four generations of Fauchere’s ran the hotel until 1976, at which point it transitioned though several owners, iterations, and, sadly, deterioration, when Richard Snyder and Sean Strub (founder of POZ Magazine and author of the powerful Body Count: A Memoir of Politics, Sex, AIDS an Survival) purchased and revived it in the early 2000’s.
First Impressions of Hotel Fauchere
The 16-room Fauchere radiates cool from the moment you step onto the original black and white marble floor in the entry hall, and reveals its charms slowly.
Common areas are enlivened with both modern and Hudson River School art, and the back parlor is punched up with chartreuse and zebra-print chairs. You won’t find many night-life loving fancy-pants here. Casually-dressed guests come to read books on the wraparound porch, stroll town streets, shop in galleries and boutiques, or just linger in graceful, bright rooms.
As is customary in a Relais and Chateaux establishment, the owners or manager will proudly tour you around – in this case, even to the stairwell where dozens of black and white headshots of celebrities, alive and dead, line the walls. Charlie Chaplin, Erol Flynn, Thomas Wolfe, Robert Frost, Rudy Valentino, Bill Clinton, and dozens more have bedded down here.
Rooms here are simply elegant. In natural shades of browns and whites, floor to ceiling curtains, and tan jute carpeting, they are restful sanctuaries – with great amenities. Each features a Nespresso machine with a selection of espresso pods, and, in the beautiful grey-veined white marble bathrooms, a unique polished nickel footed clawfoot tub and amply-sized Keihl’s products.
I’ve stayed in some of the best hotels in the world and can say with certainty that the beds here are at the top of my list, with downy, cloudlike duvets and soft sheets the epitome of toasty comfort.
Patisserie Fauchere is as close as you’ll get to France, and all of her flaky croissants and baked goods, in this neck of the woods.
Your room comes with a Continental Breakfast, which you won’t want to miss for the light, delicate, homemade yogurt and granola, crisp-soft muffins, and grilled grapefruit. But even if you are not staying here, the Patisserie has earned kudos from locals and others who swear by its heavenly French pastries.
The higher-end Delmonico Room upstairs is refined, and perfect for a special occasion.
Situated downstairs, Bar Louis is where the hep cats gather, deals are done, introductions are made – all within sight of Chris Makos’s large glossy photograph of Andy Warhol kissing John Lennon.
It’s a city-folk-visit-country crowd, dressed funky-smart as if going to an art opening. Dishes are adorably inventive: I’d return for the multi-textured-flavored signature Sushi Pizza ($17) and grilled Thai Ribs ($13), alone, but everything is tasty and perfect for sharing.
Just the Facts
Superior Rooms start at $189 ($206 with tax) per night.