Gracious. That’s the first word that pops to mind when one walks into this frilled little inn, a place so old-fashioned it still has a payphone in a nook of the lobby and Laura Ashley-type florals on the walls and furnishings. But the staff are cheery and helpful, the rooms decent-sized (those ending in 01 are smallest, pick the top floor for the least street noise), and the bedding quite plush. Best of all: Prices plunge on weekends by a good $100 (in mid-season, you might pay just $199 on a Sunday night but $299 on a Tuesday).