Fresno is located off the beaten path: not on Main Street or Newtown Lane, but rather tucked away a few blocks over, close-by the train station. Fresno is physically set apart from other East Hampton restaurants. This aesthetic continues as you approach the building: rustic, unassuming, with a precocious flair of confidence. And then the patio: spacious, atypical landscaping complete with ornate stone fountain, and an Arthurian style table that seats 16.
You enter Fresno and it’s like you’re somewhere else: California, France, Tuscany. The atmosphere is cultivated and complemented by layered textures. Sky lights, an impossibly smooth zinc bar, in-laid brick wine storage, contemporary art, hanging chandeliers lighting a leather banquette flanking the entire left wall. The room and the people within cannot help but face timeless French doors that open up to the patio. You take your seat, and all at once, for just this moment, the tug & pull of life, slows.