CLEMATIS INN

So very disappointing.
Let me start by saying that I love bed-​and-​breakfasts, and I like how a good b&b costs about the same as a nice hotel room, but is more personal, individual, private. At least, it can be. In over fifteen years of traveling and staying at b&b’s, I have seen them range from cozy and quaint to resplendent and regal. They’ve all been wonderful.
In July I traveled to Fairport with my 3 y.o. daughter and her sitter for a local Korean daycamp. We booked a room to stay at the Clematis Inn, and my first interactions with Theda, the innkeeper, were pleasant. She was courteous and kind, even offering to bake gluten-​free pastries instead of regular ones — my sitter can’t have any wheat gluten. (I know how much more expensive the gluten-​free flours are, so I appreciated this gesture). We discussed arrangements for my toddler’s sleep and camp schedules, I mailed a check, and we eagerly awaited our vacation.
Immediately after we arrived, I could sense something a bit «off» about this place. Yes, it is clean and pretty, and Yes the pastries are incredibly delicious (if I were reviewing the pastries, I’d give 5 stars) — however with comments ranging from «I keep a quartz crystal here to deflect harmful rays from my inn» to «I was a federal agent, but I am only allowed to tell my guests certain things about it» — I could see that Theda was not completely… hinged, let’s say.
Normally, an eccentric innkeeper would just color a good story, but I’m afraid this story ends badly. It started with the odd assertion by Theda that she was turning down other guests so that she could devote more time to us, and specifically, to my daughter. As a business owner, I found this implausible; as a mother, it was creepy. Things culminated to a head when we made up a bed with clean sheets — heaven forbid. Apparently Theda was hurt that we used sheets that were of «personal value» to her (though they were in the linen closet of a guest room), and she was offended that we did not ask her for permission to make the bed. But, the oddness took a turn for the worse when the innkeeper, between crying and yelling about her sheets, snapped at my toddler. That was the final straw for me, and we checked into a hotel that night.
Travelers to Fairport, NY: beware of Theda at the Clematis Inn. You have friendlier, cleaner, more professional options elsewhere in town.