From SAVEUR Issue #143
"This is like a banquet at Hogwarts," my 11-year-old daughter said, invoking Harry Potter's school meals as we stared at the grand breakfast buffet during our visit this past summer to The Greenbrier, an elegant 233-year-old resort in White Sulphur Springs, West Virginia. Her gaze lingered over cinnamon buns and stacks of biscuits for smothering in sausage gravy. But the dish that I hungered for was the resort's à la carte version of that breakfast classic, corned beef hash. Keep reading »