Indagare member Stephanie Stokes just returned from Miramar Crouesty spa in France. Here are her impressions.
I just returned from an utterly divine—and very different—French spa: Miramar Crouesty (www.miramarcrouesty.com) in seaside Brittany. The hushed property is devoid of music, loud noises, or people speaking in louder tones than necessary. And when my fellow guests and staff were speaking, it was in French, the softest and most mellifluous of languages.
I found the 1000 calorie-a-day menu offered by the dining room to be better than most high-end restaurants in New York City. The cuisine is based on local seafood from the Atlantic and fresh vegetables. The benefit of being in France is that the spa encourages diners to drink one glass of wine with dinner.
Though the complex does include gyms, this isn’t an athletic spa. Rather, it is about relaxation and pampering. I spent my entire stay in either the spa bathrobe or yoga pants, and enjoyed the myriad treatments available. In addition to two-hour massages and facials, there are all sorts of “Thalasso therapy” options. I got...