Palm Beach

Palm Beach is, by far, the most quintessential old-money, old-school, old-charm ocean town (although the word “town” seems a bit too drab) in Florida—let alone the entire U.S. Last April, my husband and I had the (serious) good fortune to spend three nights at The Breakers; the Palm Beach luxury hotel modeled after Rome’s very own Villa Medici—and in all honesty, it is one of my favorite hotels, yet oddly, I can’t really pinpoint one or two reasons why … because it’s the combination of the lengthy terracotta-colored driveway; the palm-leaf styled ceiling fan in my room; the navy-blazer clad youth strolling the hallways; the Gatsby-like architecture; the parrots outside my window; the pools … it’s everything. And I would go back there in a heartbeat.

A turn-of-the-century hotel, The Breakers is the epitome of the Gilded Age. During the earlier part of the 20th century, it was the hotspot for both socialites and prominent magnates alike. The hotel was often visited by many of America’s original business moguls including the Vanderbilts, Astors, J.P. Morgan, Carnegie and even the Rockefellers. Additionally, the hotel has served as home away from home for foreign dignitaries, American Presidents and plenty of A-list Hollywood icons.

Now everyone has their must-haves in a hotel when they travel … I have two—other than the obvious, clean, safe, etc.—good coffee that’s ready in the earl a.m.; and a good place to run. The Breakers has both. Every morning I was able to head out the front doors, down the driveway, hang a sharp right, make a few more easy turns and within five minutes was on a pathway that serves a sort of boarder between the water and some breathtaking, beautiful properties. Just ask the concierge for directions.

During the day, a lot of guests hit the spa, but I’m a sucker for quiet pools where I can relax and feel like I’m on the edge of the world—so after a quick shower and breakfast on the terrace, poolside is where this mermaid called home for most of the afternoon.

Dinner. We ate in the hotel two nights and the food was grand—as expected—but one night we ventured out to Charley’s Crab for lobster, wine and charred octopus. Divine. Heck, the food was so damn good we actually kept a menu … I do that sometimes. When I go places or have meals I want to remember, I frame the menu, write something trivial on it, and hang it in our dining room.

I haven’t been back to Palm Beach since our time at The Breakers, but it’s on my short-list for places to visit next spring break. I hope you get the chance to go … and should you get the chance to visit, although you may not share the same last name as the tycoons who used to walk the halls, you will feel like one.


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Hey there. I’m Shauna—a West Coast transplant in the landlocked state of Indiana … when I moved here I missed the beaches, the mountains, the desert, the rivers … and it took me a while to find places nearby that paralleled my old stomping grounds. BUT. Now that I’ve lived here for over 15 years, I’ve had time to explore the region and you know what? It’s amazing. There’s so much to do—from skiing in northern Michigan to relaxing lakeside in southern Kentucky to rocking the nightlife in one of the many metropolitan areas. And I love it here. I really do. BUT. I do miss the sea … and the sand and the rush of the waves … the smell of seawater … even the sting of too much sun after a day spent lollygagging at the beach. And I miss the constant supply of seafood and shellfish and riverfish? About that … since I’ve moved to the Midwest I’ve noticed that a lot of people here don’t consider fish that come from the river seafood … I’m not sure I agree, but hence the new word I’ve created, “riverfish” … time will tell if Webster picks it up ; ) So my blog, Seafood is The New Black, is my way of bringing a little bit of sea life (or is it sealife?) to the Midwest. And over on Seafood in the Circle City, you can read up on my favorite Indianapolis restaurants that serve seafood, and serve it well. As you read along, you’ll find all kinds of information … some that you might find more useful than others—and some, you might just find amusing … or not. Either way, and if nothing else, I hope you leave my little space here on the world wide web a little refreshed and maybe even a little inspired to bring a little bit of the ocean home with you. (Yes, I did use the word “little” four times in one sentence … it’s OK … mermaids like to repeat themselves.) Cheers! The Midwest Mermaid Oh, and if your curious, yes, I do actually write for a living … if you want to know about the organizations I work with and the publications where you can find my land legs, swim on over to the “Portfolio” tab … and thanks for visiting.

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