I guess I shouldn't be surprised when I'm less than wowed by fine-dining establishments outside of big cities, but I surely expected more from the allegedly award-winning dining room at the Inn at Woodstock Hill in Woodstock, CT. Really middling food at sky-high prices, with laughably bad touches like an obviously frozen mix of vegetables (carrots, broccoli, summer squash) appearing on every single entree.
Every little dish suffered from bad details: a tasty pureed butternut squash soup topped with preground cinnamon, a lamb rack of inferior quality, indifferently trimmed, served with supermarket (kelly green) mint jelly. The menu was underwritten: a veal entree arrived with a unappealing, thick breading that wasn't mentioned anywhere in the dish's description.
Service strained to be friendly and efficient, but was pretty pitiful, too. We kept hearing different descriptions of the same specials from our waiter and the one at the next table, e.g., a "lemon tart" dessert that turned out to be a lemon torte. The waiters seemed unfamiliar with many of the ingredients they were describing. They were either understaffed or overbooked: I like a leisurely meal, but our dinner was a badly-paced two hours.
I felt pretty bad forking over the $140 for that meal. I'll have to seek out new recs for my next visit to the Quiet Corner of CT.