The river arrives at the door
Raised in 1789, restored in 2016 — a Federal-era manor brought back to its hand-hewn bones, and kept as a house you were invited to.
The Marlowe House was raised in 1789 by a river merchant who wanted the valley at his table. For two hundred years it kept houseguests, harvests, and the slow weather of the Hudson. In 2016 we took the manor down to its hand-hewn bones and brought it back — plaster and brass, wide-board floors and tall sashed windows — as a twenty-two-room inn that still feels like a house you were invited to. The fields became gardens; the carriage barn became a restaurant; the old cellar became a bar. What we kept was the feeling: that you are a guest here, not a transaction.
Today the house keeps twenty-two rooms, a farm-driven restaurant in the carriage barn, a bar in the 1789 cellar, and fourteen acres of gardens, orchard, and riverbank. It sits on the National Register, an hour and forty minutes north of Manhattan — and it still feels, on the right evening with the lamps low, like a private home that happens to have your name in the book.
“What we kept was the feeling — that you are a guest here, not a transaction.”Eleanor Marlowe · Proprietor
Who keeps it
Eleanor Marlowe
Bought the manor in 2014 and spent two years bringing it back. Lives on the property and still turns down the lamps at night.
Lena Park
Came up the river from a Michelin kitchen to cook the valley. Walks the kitchen garden before service most evenings.
Marcus Flynn
Knows every back road, dealer, and dinner reservation in three counties. Will meet your train and route your day.
Sofía Reyes
Keeps the fourteen acres, the walled gardens, and the kitchen plot — and leads the Saturday river walk.
Come see the house for yourself. Choose a room, or read the valley guide.
