After the Pheasant Run showed so well, we showed up the following Friday (last Friday) to have dinner at Harvest and wander around. The food was good but nothing special. Jim’s chicken entree was flavorful and creative, which lead me to believe that they are capable of serving a non-rubbery chicken dish. My petit filets were both a little over done (I requested medium rare and got mediums), but not insultingly so. The accompaniments were tasty enough.
The resort itself is quite large and entertaining. The gift shop is good for about 20 minutes of exploring, and the indoor/outdoor pool was actually quite nice — especially since beer was allowed in plastic cups. The bonfire area was adjacent to that, which I liked quite a lot. It’s a nice place to sit outside and enjoy the weather, if it’s cooperating. I had to ask a staff member where the volleyball court was, and he volunteered to walk us all the way there. It was on the farthest edge of the resort and required more than 20 feet of walking outside, something most outdoor attractions didn’t even need. It wasn’t anything special, spray painted lines making up a grass court with a cheap sagging net, but it was potentially good enough for some wedding photos. The staff member even walked us all the way back to the front desk, and was very helpful and friendly. Considering that we just randomly stopped him while he was walking down a hallway, it was a lot more service than I expected.
The rooms were hit and miss. The standard room I thought was just fine, with a hair dryer and bowed-out shower curtain rod, but Jim was more than a little disappointed in a water spot on the ceiling. The whirlpool suite was tremendous. It spanned two levels, had a whirlpool tub (obviously), a shower AND a tub/shower, in two different private bathrooms. The living room area seemed great for a small after party, with a small fridge and microwave.
Walking around the resort, we were happy to find that there are a lot of general sitting areas with couches and often fireplaces. It seemed like a good chance for the older guests to rest while taking a long walk from one place to another. Unless you were deep in room corridors, for the most part, it was easy to find a seat every few minutes of walking.
The second trip to Bourbon Street had us both a little concerned about the space, since it seems a bit small, and the curbs, which seem bound to trip up some people. We were also considering putting up some sort of banners to hide the creepy mannequin musicians. There was, however, a bakery/ice cream parlor open at the end of Bourbon Street that was quite nice, as well as a bar just around the corner. Both would be good places for the guests to hang out between ceremony and cocktails. When we were there, the reception room seemed occupied, so I couldn’t view that again, but it’s still my favorite part of this venue.
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