Sunday Brunch: The Chequit Inn

I’ve already reviewed Red Maple at The Chequit Inn and mentioned my stay at The Chequit, but to wrap up my week of Shelter Island reviews and not discuss The Chequit itself in the Sunday Brunch slot would be remiss.

I won’t gush too much about the actual accommodations, but I will say that they were truly incredible. Because of the nature of this review, I’m forgoing my usual format in favor of something a little bit more freeform.

Each morning, much to my surprise, the hotel serves a beautiful breakfast/brunch buffet in the lobby. Of course, we took full advantage of this offering.

The first morning, we enjoyed coffee, fresh squeezed orange juice (amazing), a chocolate chip blondie, small breakfast burritos with sausage, egg, cheese, and peppers, and truly the best yogurt I’ve ever had, which was served with a choice of granola, blueberries, and strawberries. Their yogurt is made with a combination of goat’s milk and cow’s milk, which gives it a thicker, creamier texture than standard yogurt made with cow’s milk.

Needless to say, we practically raced from The Cottage to the lobby on the second morning.

More coffee and of course that amazing juice was served, but on the second morning we found a spinach and mushroom quiche (delicious), homemade cinnamon rolls (my guilty pleasure), more yogurt (this time with granola, pistachios, and blueberries), and some fresh seedless watermelon. Again, everything was great, and now I’ll be putting pistachios in my yogurt for the rest of my life.

On the third morning, I was looking to reap the benefits once more before we left the island, so I practically drowned myself in their orange juice. Of course, we had more of the yogurt (are you sensing a theme yet?), this time with pistachios, strawberries, and granola—a seriously incredible combination. I also enjoyed a peanut butter chocolate scone and some fresh and perfectly sweet honeydew.

To make matters even more enjoyable, The Chequit has a partial wraparound porch complete with rocking chairs, tables, a day bed, and couches to eat on and soak up the morning sun.

All in all, this experience was completely delightful. The orange juice was so good, I didn’t even want champagne in it. That said, I certainly wouldn’t complain if they start serving mimosas during my next stay at The Chequit. Every halcyon morning on their porch feels like a Sunday Brunch kind of morning.