If it were my last night on the Cape or celebrating a special occasion, I would dine at chef “Nitzi” Rabin and Pat’s Chillingsworth in Brewster. From the moment you arrive outside the 300-year-old white temple of gastronomy, you know you are in for a treat.
The maitre d’ guides you into your small (seemingly private) candlelit dining room and you notice the classic touches — antiques, subdued and intuitive service, an impressive wine cellar, and yes, the extraordinary cuisine.
If you feeling particularly peckish, I highly recommend surrendering to the six-course, prix-fix menu — starring French/California-style haute cuisine. The seasonal menu might include black and white truffle mac and cheese or basil crusted salmon with oyster mushrooms, tomato and pea fondue, chive lemon butter emulsion. (That said, a la carte is always an option in the main dining room too.)
Or pull up a chair in the Bistro, housed in a light-filled greenhouse if your wallet and time are a tad lighter. The menu (not executed by Nitzi but consistently lovely) features grilled fish, pastas, pizzas, cobblers, and to-die-for chocolate bread pudding. You can also dine alfresco here.
Sunday brunch is equally renowned … as are Kathy’s martinis from the small bar.
Chillingsworth also offers (thoughtfully — except for my waistline) take-out pastries and cheeses.
Look for special off-season events too — like champagne dinners.
Chillingsworth also has three gorgeous, old-world European guest rooms tucked upstairs.