The Little Nell Hotel personifies my belief that Aspen should be known not for its glitz and glamor but for its elegant and sporty. Not that the glitz and glamor doesn’t exist, it just doesn’t prevail.
Aspens top, five star, ski-in, ski-out hotel:
One only has to enjoy a stay at this hotel, as I did with my family this past Friday over Winterskol, to catch a glimpse of what I’m talking about.
I had it all mapped out. I was going to take advantage of an early check-in and write, alone, by the heated outdoor pool and drink a chilled glass of white wine, wearing nothing but the hotel’s plush bathrobe over my bikini. Then I would stroll down to the school bus and pick up my excited boys and we would dive in…to everything.
Am I in denial about the realities of my life? I spent the day working and arrived at the hotel at 6:00pm with the van packed to the brim with kids, skis and bags.
We spilled out and whizzed by the friendly dedication to service staff and through the sea of beautiful people, and their dogs. The energy was buzzing as the guests enjoyed apres-ski in the casually sophisticated hotel lounge and the adjacent Terrace Lounge. If Aspen is suffering from a poor economy, it was not obvious.
With little time to spare we did what we always do, raced upstairs to check out our digs. I personally was curious to see the $18 million room renovation designed by Holly Hunt.
The rooms, described as having a modern Aspen Aesthetic, were warm and inviting with exclusive Studio H furnishings, Belgian wool carpeting, closet barn doors, comfortable wide leather lounge chairs set in front of the stone-clad gas-burning fireplace and, just in case you are one of those who doesn’t like to get too snuggly with your roommate, there are two sinks set in marble finished vanities.
The boys immediately found the three delectable snowmen cupcakes waiting for them but were only allowed to lick the heads made out of whipped cream and sprinkled in sugar, so as not to ruin their appetites. Hootie-Hoo wanted to slip into his little bed made just for him, but dinner was awaiting and we hustled him out the door.
We walked up to the Ajax Tavern to enjoy a bistro menu. The Tavern, located at the foot of Aspen Mountain, focuses on using locally grown seasonal produce and is popular for its great out door dining and aprs ski.
Baddy and I shared oysters on the half shell and I had the lamb meatballs along with the Farro and Apple Salad with quinoa, kale and roasted squash. He enjoyed the Steak Frites as the boys devoured the mac and cheese with melted gruyere. We all shared the chocolate fondue for dessert with home made marshmallows.
After dinner, Thumper was dismayed to find that we missed the dancing but we still had a walk around town amongst the twinkly lit trees. When we returned back to the hotel Axel quietly asked me run him a warm bubble bath, hoping for his own spa. But soon he was crowded in with his two naked brothers, and like baby birds with their mouths opened for their mama to insert food, they extended their limbs and feet out to me to scrub with the provided loofah sponge and animal bath mitts.
Baddy studied the high-end bar, as I bathed the boys, and was tempted to open the? official Bourbon of the Kentucky Derby, Woodford Reserve. Instead, we put the boys to bed and slipped into the soft Italian Sferra sheets and discussed our chaotic weekend that lay ahead, packed with freestyle competitions and travel to Steamboat Springs.
As we drifted off to sleep I thought of Kay Thompsons book, Eloise, and tried to do the math to see if living in the hotel would be cheaper than our mortgage. Question being, would The Little Nell have us?
For information on how The Little Nell takes their commitment to the environment seriously, click here.
**Disclaimer: Yes, I received comp rooms and meals for this stay, but the opinions are still all my very own