My wife and I booked The Village Tavern Inn in Hammondsport with another couple for a weekend getaway. (two nights) After arriving on Friday we went to the bar/tavern area to pick up our key. While there we decided to stay for a drink to get our weekend started. The bartender seemed very nice and knowledgeable. She was very helpful. The bar/restaurant area was a little grungy, but not enough to make us think it wasn’t a decent place. It was a bar, it’s a little dirty, we were cool with that. We walked up the stairs to suite #1 to drop our gear and noticed right away there were a few things that weren’t as clean as you’d find in a chain hotel or fancy B&B. There was a half drank bottle of someone else’s water in the fridge, an envelope with some writing on it from the former visitors, and it looked like the vacuum hadn’t been run before we got there. We were even cool with all of that and actually laughed it off.
Laying down on the bed I caught a few glimpses of someone else’s black hairs. More than a few. I have no way to prove it, but I HIGHLY doubt the bed coverings had been changed when the last folks checked out. We still said nothing, and were going to have a good weekend one way or another. The showers were the next thing on the list. Some sort of mold was growing on the back of the shower curtain, and the ceiling directly above the shower. A few black hairs in the tub to top it off too.
We ventured out into the town of Hammondsport where we planned to give the local establishments all of our money. Across the street, Mahoney’s looked like it was a decent local Irish pub to drink a beer and relax. The bartender, who also worked at the Village Tavern Inn looked less than thrilled to see outsiders there. Very short answers, and more of a, “god I hate visitors” type vibe came from him. It was here that we started joking about the entire town conspiracy to get rid of us.
We did a few things around the unwelcoming town of Hammondsport before we came back to the tavern to sit outside and have a few pitchers of beer . Around 12:30am we asked the bartender what time they are open till, as there was us and maybe 2 other parties there. With a “please get the hell out of here so I can go home” look in his eyes we told us he would stay open for as long as people were there. That was good to hear, but the guy definitely gave us the feeling he wanted us out of there.
Around 1 am we really felt unwelcomed so we decided to walk to the more happening place right around the corner. With live music, a crowded bar, people spilling out onto the porch, and a jumping atmosphere we thought for sure we would not get the “we don’t take kindly to your type around here” attitude. On the porch of Mahoney’s we were told by the drinking man by the door, “they already did last call.” It was like in Forrest Gump when the kids on the bus wouldn’t let him sit down, “Seat’s Takin’ …Can’t sit hyeah.” Maybe they did have last call, but there was a LOT of people still with full glasses at the bar. We felt sided, but we left to go back to the Tavern that we JUST LEFT less than 2 minutes prior only to find the door locked. The bartender cleaning up with a buddy of his sitting at the bar drinking. Jokes about the town conspiracy grew from there.
We slept in our dirty beds that night planning a fresh morning. We didn’t want to do the tavern the next morning so we walked over to the “Crooked Lake Ice-cream Parlor”.” They were busy when we walked in. We could clearly see that. The waitress that stormed past us rolling her eyes said, “we don’t have any tables.” And kept moving. HOLY CRAP….the ENTIRE TOWN IS AN A-HOLE. The correct dialog should have been, “sorry folks, we are really busy. There are no seats available right now, but in like 45 minutes we may be a little slower.” We would have been cool with that.
After our day at the wineries we returned to our room. The room was, “cleaned” while we were gone. The “cleaning” consisted of pulling the blanket up and taking our trash. Meh’ we didn’t care, but really it was nothing more than someone being in our room while we weren’t there. But whatever, we laughed about the town conspiracy to get rid of us again.
We decided to try the Tavern downstairs for dinner. We were seated and started viewing the menu. Making the best of our trip we were looking at the menu and laughing amongst ourselves. The waitress finally came over to take our order and with disgust in her face. It was hot, the air was off, and we just wanted some food. Our drinks came with the bread plates. One plate in particular looked like it was just lifted off the dumpster outback. It was so dirty. My friends glass had what appeared to be a swirl ball of hair sticking to the glass. On closer inspection we realized it wasn’t hair, but a nice dead smashed bug. Again, we laughed about how ridiculous this was getting. The waitress took the glass, went to the back, filled it back up and brought it back to us…bug included. Really, we didn’t bring it to her attention, so we weren’t surprised it was still there. After waiting a LONG time for our check, sweating in the hot bar, we finally were brought our cards back. Our checks were charged to the wrong cards. It was the difference of like 5 bucks, so we said, “screw it, it’s not worth getting fired up over.” As we went to leave we felt the air kick on. I know it was a coincidence, but it was almost like some dude in the back said, “great they’re leaving, turn the air back on.” We know that wasn’t the case, but still, it gave us more for our “town conspiracy theory.”
About 7pm, as my wife rested and the other couple took a power nap, I sat in the living room area only to hear someone outside our door. It seemed almost like someone had a key and was trying to come in when, sure enough, an older man with a key to our room just opened the door and came in only to find me looking back at him. At this point, I wasn’t even surprised this happened. The surprised gentleman asked, “are you suppose to be in Room 1?” I said, “Yep, supposed to be.” That was the last straw.
We are very understanding people, and we gave this establishment MORE than a fair try. We just couldn’t do it anymore. It was around 8 oclock PM when someone in our party decided to walk down to the tavern and explain our displeasure and why we were leaving. Our money for the second nights stay was refunded, which we appreciated greatly, and we drove home one night early. I wanted to like this place. I wanted to find a nice locally owned base camp we could tell our friends about. What we found was the most unwelcoming community I have ever had the chance to visit. We should have just complained the first 10 minutes we were there about the dirty room, but we are not that type of snobby uppity-uppity d-bags that need everything perfect. We let it go and let it go and let it go. I cannot recommend this place. I can’t even recommend anything in this town.
I HIGHLY recommend you take a look at the photos we took of the Inn. You will see a large community of spiders that have been there for some time. You will even see a nice spider-splat-smudge on the wall from where I can only guess a former spider took his last breath. Not daddy long legs either, these were HUGE Jesus spiders living large. There are also pictures of the moldy dirty shower, the back hairs in our tub, the garbage left in our fridge, the dirt covered window seal and the hair on the bed. I hope this review saves someone some grief.

We've been to the Finger Lakes many times, usually choose a B&B but could only do 1 night this time and most B&B's have a 2 night minimum in season. The room was above the tavern, which we knew going in and didn't have a problem with that. But the room itself was not very clean...the bed skeeved me out, stained sink, carpets were dirty...just not good. And while the tavern isn't rowdy there is a very loud townie bar called Maloneys Pub right next door that was crazy loud until about 1 or 2pm when it closed. Loved the town of Hammondsport and even had a great dinner at the tavern under our room, but would not stay at the Inn again.

I'm not sure why there are so many bad reviews of the Village Tavern Inn. My girlfriend and I planned a quick trip at the end of May. We stayed in Room #2 which had 2 double beds full living room and kitchen and private bath. The beds were very comfortable and bed linens were nice and seemed new, the bath towels were clean and fluffy. The furniture was a bit worn but fine. People have to realize you're not checking into the Ritz. Check in was done at the restaurant bar and was a bit hectic as we arrived during lunch rush. The server that helped us was very friendly and pleasant. After visiting a few wineries we ate dinner at the restaurant, The food was good and service was a bit slow but we weren't in a hurry. The garlic and Rosemary goat cheese appetizer was amazing! The Village Tavern had an extensive menu and wine list, almost too many to choose from! Overall our trip was great and I am planning another visit to the Village Tavern Inn with my Husband and friends!

Called a week ahead to make dinner reservations. Get there and they do not have my reservation. Hostess says not my fault your not in my book. Very rude to me then says to my wife that she will take our name and takes my wifes cell phone number will call when a table is ready, says about 1/2 hr to 45 mins NEVER CALLS NOTHING 1Hr Later we go back lots of tables now WE Said thanks but no thanks Eat there at your own risk.
I cannot speak for the food but the service sure did SUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!