The Greenwich Hotel

A 250-year-old farmhouse from Kyoto was disassembled, shipped across the Pacific, and rebuilt as the courtyard heart of this 88-room hideaway on a cobblestone street. The Greenwich feels less like a hotel than a wealthy traveler's private archive—Moroccan tiles in one suite, Japanese soaking tubs in another, a drawing room where artists and actors linger over espresso. Locanda Verde downstairs serves the kind of pasta that makes you rethink your dinner plans.