It's the 10 acre center of Princeton featuring a village green that every visitor wants to stroll while they're here. Great restaurants and high-end window shopping abound in this rectangular upscale idyll that always seems to be packed with khakis.
You can get everything from a flight of microbrews, sushi airlifted from Japan and a Rolex chaser along with a fairly rapid churn of retailers owing to the sky high rents. In the summer expect impromptu concerts while the winter brings the obligatory tree lighting and extended shopping hours. It's all very genteel and lovely and is what you would envision as a pristine Ivy League backdrop albeit one with a bit of a hard scrabble backstory.
It seems way back in the 1930's Zinc Magnate Edgar Palmer was eager to transform the area from a working class shantytown of migrants (who labored in the homes of the town's prosperous) and simply bought up all of the land and replaced it with his gazebo laden daydream. Goodbye migrants.
Through the years Ralph Kramden gave way to Ralph Lauren and Ham Hocks became Hermés while the factory row homes magically turned into multi-million dollar townhomes and condominiums.
Palmer is good for a meal and a stroll but personally, I find the PU campus far more interesting with it's collegiate-gothic architecture and gardens that seemingly pop out of nowhere.
If you're in Princeton you can't help but find yourself here. Enjoy it and be sure to hoist a microbrew to your new Rolex. Five stars. read more