The Joy of Doing Nothing

By Sandra Scott


 
 


In 1892 the beauty and grandeur of the Adirondacks inspired America’s first constitutional law of "forever wild" preservation, protecting six million acres with more than a thousand lakes, hundreds of miles of mountain streams, and a primeval forest with more than forty rugged peaks over 4000 feet. In 1882, in the midst of this Forever Wild, a small "camp" had been built on the shore of Lake Placid as a place where visitors didn’t have to do anything if they didn’t want to. It remained a private residence until 1946, when it opened its doors to the public.

In 1993, the Garrett Hotel Group acquired the old resort property and after extensive renovation re-opened it as the Lake Placid Lodge. Now, the Lake Placid Lodge recreates the glory days of late 1800’s, when visitors vacationed in the Adirondacks in the most luxurious of rustic quarters.

When John and I arrived we were greeted by Jodie, offered a glass of champagne, and then given a tour. The Moose Sitting Room was so cozy that it made us want to curl up with a good book by the roaring fireplace. Every room was inviting with locally-inspired furniture and accents. John and I were surprised when Jodie said, “Now we will see what’s going on in the kitchen.” The kitchen is state-of-the-art, mainly because it’s new. The original lodge burned to the ground in 2005 and has been rebuilt on the same footprint.

In the Pastry Room, Chef Paul DeLong was creating chocolate wonders. Besides hot chocolate from scratch, raspberry truffles, and fudge, he was preparing Chocolate Tarts for dinner. So, we stayed to watch and learn. He had just finished making the pastry shell and was preparing the best part—the chocolate.

“I use John Paris’ Flyers 77 percent dark chocolate. It is organic from Costa Rica.” He whipped the eggs and sugar, brought the heavy cream and whole milk to a boil, and poured it over the whipped egg mixture. He strained it over the chunks of dark chocolate. “The heat will melt the chocolate making a ganache.”

Ganache is an interesting word. It is said to originate from a culinary accident when a chocolate maker’s helper spilled cream in the chocolate he was melting. The irate chef called the apprentice ‘Ganache’ a word that means ‘fool.’ What a delicious mistake!

“I stir it gently. I don’t want it full of air bubbles. I will let it temper so it will have a nice glossy look.” He poured the mixture into the cool pastry shell. “The oven has been heated to 350 degrees. I will turn the oven off and put the Chocolate Tart in the oven where the residual heat will cook it perfectly,” he said.

When the demonstration over, we were shown to our suite. And, best of all was the welcome gift of fruit, cheese and Chef DeLong’s fudge. Life is good!

We relaxed by the fireplace before heading to dinner, which as one might expect was exquisite. We passed on dessert—for a short while, and retired to The Bar, where the fire was blazing. A lot of thought has gone into everything at Lake Placid Lodge. Even the stones above the fireplace have been laid to create a map of the lake. When it was time for dessert we ordered a Chocolate Tart with Raspberry Truffles.

One of the best things about staying at the Lodge is being blissfully left to do whatever we want. After dinner and dessert, we indulged ourselves; we simply sat by a roaring fire and did absolutely nothing at all.

Visit http://lakeplacidlodge.com.

 


Sandra Scott is a frequent contributor to travel publications and to Creators Syndicate
and has co-authored two books on local history. She lives in Mexico, NY.

Photos by Sandra and J. J. Scott.

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