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Month: January 2005

Cape May’s New Little Star

From the beginning, Joe and Chris Asterino weren’t shy about change. The first thing they did when they purchased The Open Hearth Guest House in June 2003 was to change the name to the Majestic Star Inn. Not to say it’s unheard of, but certainly not the norm. It had been the Open Hearth for at least 30 years.

“Our last name” Joe explained, “Asterino, means little star. When we acquired the house on Stockton, Chris suggested we name it Little Star By the Sea. But, that house was anything but little. So the whole family gave it some thought and we tried various words to go along with star and some one finally said Majestic. And that was it.  That word seemed to mean everything we were looking for. When we opened up the Inn, we decided to stay with our name since we had started to build a following and our slogan …Bringing Family and Friends Together at the Shore.”

Of course, the Victorian cottage, located at 705 Columbia Avenue, had undergone a number of changes over the years. At one time the circa 1870s house was even used as a restaurant– so the newly named Majestic Star Inn was no stranger to change. But very little in the way of structural change had been done to the house until the Asterinos came along.

The Asterinos had a vision and wasted no time making that vision a reality. With the help of family, namely their son Joe, their friend and carpenter Dave Velli and another carpenter, who became a friend, Glen McBrearty, The Majestic Star Inn, welcomed their first guest in October.

Chris laughed when she thought of that first summer. “We had a sign out on the front porch that summer that said Opening Soon. You don’t know how many people would walk by and ask me how soon are you opening and when will the rooms be available. They thought Opening Soon meant within an hour or so.”

So, how did a Pennsylvania couple with grown children end up becoming innkeepers in Cape May?

Chris is quick to answer. “We went to look at a property on Stockton Avenue as a summer rental and Joe had a midlife crisis. Instead of renting it, we bought it.”

907 Stockton Avenue became The Majestic Star which they easily renovated and turned into a private rental. But Chris, who loves to decorate, had already filled a couple of garages with treasures. Joe started thinking that maybe they would buy another house with a large garage to put all the stuff in. They started looking at properties again.

“We always loved Columbia Avenue and we loved this house.” Chris started laughing again. “We were looking for a house with a garage, and this house doesn’t even have a driveway let alone a garage!”

They immediately started in on the renovations.

Chris lived in the house during the remodeling. Joe, vice president of finance for Drug Plastics & Glass Co., Inc. in Boyertown, PA., joined her on the weekends.

Chris recalls, “I lived down here in the mess. Some days I’d have no water but at the end the day, they always made sure I had one working bathroom and water.”

Chris was very clear about one aspect of the “rejuvenation.” In turning the Majestic Star Inn back into a Bed and Breakfast, she wanted to make sure each room had an adjacent sitting room. She said her first priority was to make her guests feel “comfortable.”

“I thought about what I liked and the one thing I hate is being tied to a bedroom. If you spend anytime in the room and you have no where to sit but on the bed and watch TV – that’s not good, especially if you’re staying for 3 or 4 days or more. Comfort was real important to me.”

The first thing she did was to get rid of the double beds. All the rooms are airy and come with either a queen or king sized bed.

The second decision they made was to refurbish the wooden floors in the dining room and living room.

“Our experience with the Stockton Avenue property was so good,” said Joe “that I guess we were a little over confident. We had the feeling that we did this once, we can do it again.”

The hardwood floors, for example, sanded down quite easily at 907 Stockton. When Joe started the same task at the Columbia Avenue house, he ran into complications right away. The house was built for local entrepreneur Peter McCullum by Peter C. Souder. The living room and dining room floors were built with Bull Pine – a soft pine wood that is now extinct.

The rental floor sander Joe had used successfully at the Stockton Avenue house just wasn’t up to the task and the Asterinos had to call in a flooring expert to finish the job. Just getting to the point when a sander was needed took a lot of sweat and muscle. Covering the wooden floors was a black linoleum tile that was glued to the wood with a cement-like adhesive.

“Those kinds of difficulties we expected,” said Chris. “What shocked us the most was the plumbing?”

$30,000 later, The Majestic Star Inn’s plumbing is up to snuff.

The dining room renovation seemed to take the longest. At a point very early in the remodeling, it became clear that dining room ceiling would have to come down. It was sort of coming down on its own anyway due to an improperly installed ceiling fan. Chris remembers Joe driving down every weekend expecting to see the ceiling finished off and the dining room done. Every weekend it seemed to be in the same mess or worse than when he’d left it. One afternoon they were getting close to finishing and the contractor realized he’d need some extra muscle to put up the dry wall.

He went down to the beach and talked to the lifeguards. Through them, he rounded up a couple of strong guys who were vacationing in Cape May and asked them to come work for a day. Sure enough, they showed up early the next morning.

The contractors also gave Chris “homework” every night. Chris’s homework that night was to remove the 1,000 or so nails that were obstructing the job. When Joe arrived that Friday, he finally had the makings of a dining room.

Looking at the spacious and airy room where Chris graciously serves tea every afternoon, it is difficult to imagine it is the same room pictured in the “before” photos.

The next thing they did was to move a few rooms and walls around. A guest suite where a kitchenette used to be. A kitchen where a bedroom used to be. A bedroom where a kitchen used to be. The change was so dramatic that when the previous owner, who still lives in Cape May, came around to visit one day, she lost her way going from one room to the next.

Other surprises came when the couple started renovating the third floor. The previous owner had never really used it but the Asterinos wanted to convert the floor into a marketable accommodation suite. Thus began an archeological dig of sorts.

“We found a charming stone vent,” said Joe “that had been plastered over with irregular floorboards. When you start trying to fix someone else’s repair job, you’ve got to do it right. One day I was chopping away at some plaster trying to found out what was under it and I hit a metal object.”

 Apparently someone needed a certain size piece of material to cover over the hole that had been made. Joe walked out of the parlor and brought the object in for us to look at. The metal object in question? A No Parking sign. No question about it – resourceful by anyone’s standards.

In addition to refurbishing the floorboards and renovating the third floor, the Asterinos 
took a small kitchenette to the left of the front door and restored it to a bedroom with a lovely sitting room adjacent to it. Renamed the Furrnace Room, the Asterinos found a small fireplace behind the kitchenette.

Other changes included putting a kitchen where once there was a bedroom.  “Our present kitchen,” Joe explained, “was a bedroom, the original main kitchen to the home. Because of that, it only had one entrance to the room. When we converted it into a kitchen, we removed the
end wall so that our present kitchen is a walk through style; it may be entered from the dining room (which is very handy for serving food) and from the living room.”
They put in a very large bedroom where the main kitchen used to be. While ripping apart the flooring in the kitchen, their son found several old Philadelphia Inquirer newspapers, dated November 1963 – the day after President John F. Kennedy was assassinated – which were used as insulation underneath the plywood.

But it was in re-doing the private living quarters that the true discoveries came. Their bedroom was paneled and needed repair. In the process of tearing down the paneling, they discovered a false wall. Behind the false wall was an old fire place. Experts told them the fire place was too far gone. They continued tapping, tapping away until they hit on another discovery – a door. They opened the door to find a closet. They already had a closet in the room so they removed the door and framework to make an enclosure for Joe’s dresser. When they tore down the ceiling in that same room, they discovered an attic door leading to – you guessed it – an attic!

When the Asterinos gave former owner Eileen Kirsch the grand tour, she said she had lived there more than 30 years and had no idea that “either door” was in the room.

Their highest praise has come from Mrs. Kirsch who has returned several times to visit. Chris said the former owner “felt good about the changes. She said, ‘I’d even stay here.’ “

The most delightful room in the house is the living room. Complete with open hearth fire place, it is a small cozy spot to enjoy reading on a rainy afternoon, a place to converse with friends or a welcoming spot to meet new friends. Glance up and you can see one of the other reasons the room is so special – a 52-panel coffer ceiling.

With one whole summer under their belt, the Asterinos have taken well to inn keeping. They pamper their guests with “Beach Chariots” filled with goodies that every beachgoer needs – a chair, towels, a cooler, and of course, a chariot to carry everything.

Although the Asterinos love being innkeepers, Chris is awfully happy her husband didn’t give up his “real job.”

Chris’s “real job” is being a grandmother to three grandsons, and to that end, The Majestic Star Inn is closed until Valentine’s Day.

“I never thought I’d be doing this in my 50s,” said Chris laughing, “In this house, you meet a lot of people and you learn a lot about people but you learn the most about yourself. It is a labor of love.”


The Delsea Gets a New Look

In a year when Cape May has been a whirl with changes in the accommodations arena, one Columbia Avenue address remains constant – The Delsea.

The gingerbread-coated house has had the same owner since 1969. In fact, Rosemary Stumpo is only the fourth owner in the Delsea’s 137-year old history.

Like many who settle in Cape May, Rosemary was looking for a change. As the sportswear buyer for John Wanamaker and Casual Corners in Philadelphia, she’d tired of those tedious trips to Italy and Paris and was looking for a simpler life.

“It was very different here in Cape May in those days. There were only rooming houses here. No B&Bs. No one knew what that meant. This was the first house I looked at.”  Rosemary called the realtor and said “How’d you like to sell me a house?” The realtor said “Sure. Just go up to the house and ring the doorbell.” Rosemary laughed, “Can you imagine doing that today?”

Her brother scoffed when he heard his sister was about to become a guest house owner. “You never made your bed when you were home, why would you want to make your living making beds?” he said.

She charged ahead anyway and took it as a good omen when she woke up Memorial Day Weekend to the sounds of the U.S. Coast Guard’s 21 gun salute. “I slept in the front bedroom,” she said, “and I woke up thinking someone was shooting at me.” Undaunted, she went to settlement the next week.

“I had three glorious summers,” she recalls. Her main occupation? Beachgoer. She started out that first summer with five seasonal reservations. Among them was a Scottish couple. When someone would come along and want to rent an available room, the Scottish gentleman would walk down to Steger’s Beach where Rosemary hung out and fetch her. From the get-go, Rosemary had an easy breezy approach to running her guest house. She provided guests with juice and coffee in the morning. People could come and go as they liked. If they wanted to sit on the front porch and chat, Rosemary would accommodate. If they didn’t feel like socializing, that was fine too. The house was always full and the guests came back year after year.

“We’ve have couples who have met, married, had children, had grandchildren and every summer returned to the Delsea.”

Up until this most recent re-do, none of the rooms had heat but Rosemary kept the Delsea open through Victorian Week. “I simply told the guests they were welcome to stay. We had plenty of blankets but no, we had no heat. And we were always sold out.”

After the third summer, Rosemary got the yen to be busy and started buying and renting properties in Cape May. For a while, she had a retail store on the corner of Ocean and Hughes streets selling, sportswear of course. In the early 70s, she encouraged her brother X, short for Francis Xavier, who ran a pizza place in Philadelphia, to retire and come down to Cape May and open a pizza place here (the Stumpo version of “retiring”) and that’s how Stumpo’s Pizza became a Cape May fixture.

But that’s a story to be told later; let’s get back to the Delsea.

At the end of her first season, Rosemary decided to make a few improvements on the property and encouraged her friend Suzanne Littell to leave her job as a buyer for, at various times, B. Altman, Joseph Horne, and John Wanamaker department stores and come to Cape May as Rosemary’s partner and decorator.

The goal of that first re-do was simple – “to make people feel comfortable.” Together they removed the old  wallpaper and applied new. The floors were covered in an old-style linoleum so they carpeted the house to give it a cozier feel. Then they started on their second goal – to make themselves feel comfortable. They added a room on to the back of the private quarters that included a full dining room, bathroom and kitchen.

The next renovation came in 1979 when the “dynamic duo” decided to re-do the outside of the house despite the dire warnings of their friends and foes. “People said, ‘Don’t start that. You don’t know what you’ll find.’ ”

But the two were tired of painting and repainting the asbestos siding on the house. They began tearing it away from the front of the house and discovered, beneath the asbestos, perfectly preserved clapboard siding. Four days later, the job was done and yes, they did it all themselves.

There was no Historic Preservation Commission in those days, but Suzanne had a good eye and a genuine desire to bring the house back to its original state, which included restoring the Delsea to its original colors – silver gray with dark brown shutters – as well as replacing and repairing the gingerbread.

Suzanne bought a jigsaw and cut the replacement pieces herself and with Rosemary’s help reattached them to the facade.

With the Delsea’s third make-over, Rosemary is bringing the stately house into the 21st century and turning the reins over to a new generation. Rosemary’s niece Marybeth Tyron has joined the partnership and will gradually take over running The Delsea as well as the Stumpo restaurants.

Rosemary opened two more restaurants in 2004 – one in Margate and another in Somers Point. Whew! That’s a lot of work for a woman who’s planning to retire – but lest we sound repetitive – that’s the Stumpo idea of “retirement.” Marybeth, for example stepped down from her job as an insurance executive in Philadelphia to join the Stumpo team. She brought her co-worker Marilyn Jean Lee along with her.

Marilyn is the Chief Operating Officer at the Delsea and helped with the latest renovations which included taking the eaves off the side of the house and repainting the exterior with some spiffy Victorian colors. Baseboard heating has been provided in certain rooms in the house, including the kitchen and the new game room. The installation of air conditioners in the rooms has been a HUGE concession on Rosemary’s part. “This house is always cool – I don’t see the need for air conditioners but we’ve got them.” So, Rosemary insisted that the screens in all the windows be replaced so that guests can still feel free to “open the windows.” “That’s what people come down here for – the cool fresh, ocean air.”

New window screens, heat, air conditioners, new paint, upgrading of all the bedding – a little of the old, mixed in with a little of the new. The changes have given the Delsea a fresh, up to date look but not diminished the informality and old fashioned feel that has been the signature quality of the Columbia Avenue house.

Structurally, crown moldings have been added to the rooms and two feet of living space in the downstairs bedrooms was eliminated to widen the hallways. Just like the clapboard outside, the wide wooden planks of the newly polished floors are a distinguishing mark confirming the age of the house which was designed by the architect Stephen D. Button for the Morris family. Construction materials are often the only true source architectural historians have of confirming the age of a house so preserving the integrity of the original work is important and something Rosemary and Suzanne have kept a keen eye on.

Providing a comfortable place to stay has always been a key priority at the Delsea and to that end guests can enjoy a private garden created just for them at the back of the house along with a new outdoor shower. A second garden for the private quarters was built on the opposite side of the house. Sitting in the game room, Rosemary said “It was time for a change,” and she didn’t just mean in the décor. She still wants to be very much hands on in the businesses but ii also ready to scale back a bit. “Marybeth and I have been close for years but she has a daughter and son (ages 13 and 15) and was tired of the corporate life. So I said let’s do something about it.

Regarding her partner Suzanne, who has already scaled back her own activities, Rosemary referred to a column written two years ago in the Cape May Star and Wave by nonagenarian Ellen Taussig: “Looking back over the years, Rosemary says of Suzanne, ‘She has been the quiet driving force in my success here.’ “

“Suzanne,” says Rosemary today, “was instrumental in bringing the Delsea House to what it is and we look forward to grandkids coming back here each year” as their parents and grandparents did. “The Delsea is still light, bright, and airy and is the best location in Cape May.” And if you don’t believe her, come on down, check in, and while the afternoon away rocking on the front porch.


A Day at the Spa

It’s December 23rd and I’ve got one-hundred and forty-thousand things to do and one hour to do them in before I have to go to the spa. My boss is sending me to an afternoon at the Cape May Day Spa on Jefferson Street, for my “on assignment.”

Really, who has time for spas? I have grocery shopping to do. I have grocery shopping lists to make. I forgot to buy my accountant a gift. I forgot to buy Megan’s brother a gift. I have to pick up dessert at the bakery – oh no that’s tomorrow. I better make a list reminding me to make a list of things to do tomorrow.

Now why would he send me to a spa?

Oh. I have to clean the house but I can’t clean the house too soon before the 24th because then I’ll have to reclean the house.

Now, what time do I have to be there? Oh Gawd. NOW. I have to be there now. Off I go. Of course it’s raining and I can’t get the bloody umbrella to go up. Where did that puddle come from? It wasn’t there the last time I walked this way.

The sign on the door says no cell phones. OK. Where is my cell phone? Oh No. I’ve lost my cell phone. Oh. I remember. I left it in the pocket of my coat because I couldn’t figure out what coat to wear. It’s very mild today but it’s raining. I could have worn the red coat for the holidays but that didn’t have a hood and …..what’s that?

Someone at the desk is talking to me.

Yes, I do have an appointment. What am I getting? I don’t really know. My boss did say something. I’m writing an article on my experience here so it really doesn’t matter but can I take your picture? No? Ok. How about I take a picture of the desk? Good that’s good.

It appears as though I’m getting a facial, pedicure, manicure, and full body integrated massage and that I’m being triple teamed by Talitha, Brenda, and Francine.

I’m taken into the inner sanctum and asked to remove my clothes and put them into a locker. I put a wrap-around thing about me like a bath towel with Velcro that wraps under my arms. Over that, I put a very nice popcorn cotton robe and blue disposable flip-flops.

“Are you nice and warm?” asks a very nice woman.

“Oh yes.” Warm? I’m hotter than Hades.

I’m escorted to a waiting room where I fill out whatever necessary information they need. I could never work here because everyone is very quiet and speaks in very low tones. I do not speak in low tones and like to laugh, loudly, for all the world to hear. My mind is still reeling with lists of things I have to do and people I have to call and I better remember to get everybody’s name right and how am I going to take notes while I’m…

Yes. I’m ready for my facial.

Brenda escorts me into a room.

Can I take your picture?

No? OK. How about I take a picture of the empty room and the table – this very odd looking table? What are these people going to do with me? What’s that hole in the table for?

Talitha blessedly agrees to let me take her picture.

I’m told to take off my robe and flippy-flops, lie on the table and when I’m ready, Brenda and Talitha will be right in. I readjust my wrap-around because it keeps coming undone. I don’t think I caught the Velcro quite right.

Hmmmm. I open the door. Brenda and Talitha are patiently waiting for me to get on the table, problem is, I can’t figure how.

 “Is that where my head’s supposed to go?” I ask

“No. Your feet go there. Your head goes up here.”

All righty then.

Hey. What’s happening? Hmmmm. I like this. First of all, I can’t see. Brenda has placed some kind of healing eye pads on my eyes – so I can only describe what is happening by sensations.

Talitha puts my feet in a seaweed footbath – no it’s not like REAL seaweed, like green spinach stuff floating around – it’s just this greenish, perfectly warm, nice feeling water. (I looked at it when I thought my head went there).

Talitha takes one leg and starts massaging my calves and goes to work on me feet – cuticles, toes, exfoliating stuff on my calves and feet.

Oh my Gawd – I think I’m in heaven.

At the same time Brenda smoothes a gentle cleansing milk on my face and turns up the steam. Apparently, I’m in for the Anti-Aging Facial – can’t imagine why they’d pick that one. She explains all the products and what she’s doing but she’s not overly chatty which I like because man, this is like acupuncture, you get into a zone and all your little troubles melt away. I’m melting…

Speaking of melting away – after a while, Brenda smears a “Vegetal” exfoliant on my face and I can feel the pores opening up. This is followed by a nice warm towel around my face and each of my toes being painted with Deer Valley Spice polish. All thoughts of lists drifted away to the sounds of gentle music.

 Next Brenda applied a replenishing serum, rosee visage (whatever that is – but it smells so nice), a revitalizing mask and an extended day cream. But then comes the best part –  Brenda uses a hydrating body lotion and massages my shoulders, neck, and arms. I think I want to live here – right here on this weird table.

Ah Oh. It’s over. The toes, calves, face, neck, steamy, seaweed water thing is over.

“Francine will be waiting for you in the room across the hall when you’re ready for your massage.”

I open my eyes. Massage? There’s more?

Off the weird table and across the hall I go where Francine is adjusting the massage table for me. This table I understand. And you know how I was hotter than Hades an hour or so ago? Man, am I cold now. Francine, however, puts a huge, blanket-like towel over me and I’m fine again.

I am lying face down – there’s a little indentation for my head – and Francine begins her magic. First of all, she has the warmest hands in the universe. I must confess that sometimes I’m a little afraid of massages especially in the shoulders and back of the neck area where everybody gets tense. It seems to me, on the two or three other occasions when I’ve had a massage – that there is more pain involved in the thing than pleasure and that I’m more tense afterwards than before. I’m sure that’s just my imagination working overtime but there you have it. So, I can feel myself getting a little tense just as I feel her hands on me.

Francine massages all my fears away – nothing (except possibly the facial-pedicure) could have been more pleasurable. I was thinking that the pre-massage treatment might have been a good prep for the real message and that’s about the last thought I had. The hour floated away while I listened to the sounds of the soothing sea.

I’m getting dressed and ready for my manicure and cup of chai when I realize that I am fascinated with my toes and must take many pictures of them because they will never look this good again.

Talitha pretty much repeats the same process for a manicure as for a pedicure, although without the exfoliating message. And, at the end of it, I look fabulous thank you very much.

I leave the Cape May Day Spa feeling happy, happy, happy and pretty much stay that way for the rest of the day. I’m so relaxed, in fact that I don’t know how I’m going to get anything done – nor do I care.

I have the best job in the whole wide world and I bet you wish you could be me. Well, guess what? You can be me. What better way to spend a wintry day or for that matter a romantic weekend than in Cape May getting pampered? And don’t think pampering is just for girls, there are plenty of guy things offered and numerous winter specials including “New Beginning” offered, appropriately enough in January. That’s a 3-hour session with a deep soak bath, ultimate detox wrap with foot and hand massage, topped off with an aroma relaxing facial and lite fare. Or come on down to Cape May in February when “Restful Rendezvous” and “Victorian Duet” are on the menu, as well as “Love and Wellness.”

The larger hotels like Congress Hall, The Southern Mansion, and The Virginia Hotel are open in the winter months as well as several B&Bs, including Victorian Lace, which is owned by the same people who operate the Cape May Day Spa and offers several accommodation packages including, of course, a day at the spa.

So, listen, think out of the box. Cape May’s not just for beachgoers. It’s for people who need a little R&R and what a great time to come here. No crowds, no jostling just the soothing sounds of the sea.


The Delsea Gets a New Look

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Rosemary Stumpo

In a year when Cape May has been a whirl with changes in the accommodations arena,  one Columbia Avenue address remains constant – The Delsea.

The gingerbread-coated house has had the same owner since 1969. In fact, Rosemary Stumpo is only the fourth owner in the Delsea’s 137-year old history.

Like many who settle in Cape May, Rosemary was looking for a change. As the sportswear buyer for John Wanamaker and Casual Corners in Philadelphia, she’d tired of those tedious trips to Italy and Paris and was looking for a simpler life.

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The Delasea before renovations

“It was very different here in Cape May in those days. There were only rooming houses here. No B&Bs. No one knew what that meant. This was the first house I looked at.”  Rosemary called the realtor and said “How’d you like to sell me a house?” The realtor said “Sure. Just go up to the house and ring the doorbell.” Rosemary laughed, “Can you imagine doing that today?”

Her brother scoffed when he heard his sister was about to become a guest house owner. “You never made your bed when you were home, why would you want to make your living making beds?” He said.

She charged ahead anyway and took it as a good omen when she woke up Memorial Day Weekend to the sounds of the U.S. Coast Guard’s 21 gun salute. “I slept in the front bedroom,” she said, “and I woke up thinking someone was shooting at me.” Undaunted, she went to settlement the next week.

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The Delsea after renovations

“I had three glorious summers,” she recalls. Her main occupation? Beachgoer. She started out that first summer with five seasonal reservations. Among them was a Scottish couple. When someone would come along and want to rent an available room, the Scottish gentleman would walk down to Steger’s Beach where Rosemary hung out and fetch her. From the get-go, Rosemary had an easy breezy approach to running her guest house. She provided guests with juice and coffee in the morning. People could come and go as they liked. If they wanted to sit on the front porch and chat, Rosemary would accommodate. If they didn’t feel like socializing, that was fine too. The house was always full and the guests came back year after year.

“We’ve have couples who have met, married, had children, had grandchildren and every summer returned to the Delsea.”

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One of the Delsea's bedrooms before renovations

Up until this most recent re-do, none of the rooms had heat but Rosemary kept the Delsea open through Victorian Week. “I simply told the guests they were welcome to stay. We had plenty of blankets but no, we had no heat. And we were always sold out.”

After the third summer, Rosemary got the yen to be busy and started buying and renting properties in Cape May. For a while, she had a retail store on the corner of Ocean and Hughes streets selling, sportswear of course. In the early 70s, she encouraged her brother X, short for Francis Xavier, who ran a pizza place in Philadelphia, to retire and come down to Cape May and open a pizza place here (the Stumpo version of “retiring”) and that’s how Stumpo’s Pizza became a Cape May fixture.

But that’s a story to be told later; let’s get back to the Delsea.

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At the end of her first season, Rosemary decided to make a few improvements on the property and encouraged her friend Suzanne Littell to leave her job as a buyer for, at various times, B. Altman, Joseph Horne, and John Wanamaker department stores and come to Cape May as Rosemary’s partner and decorator.

The goal of that first re-do was simple – “to make people feel comfortable.” Together they removed the old  wallpaper and applied new. The floors were covered in an old-style linoleum so they carpeted the house to give it a cozier feel. Then they started on their second goal – to make themselves feel comfortable. They added a room on to the back of the private quarters that included a full dining room, bathroom and kitchen.

The next renovation came in 1979 when the “dynamic duo” decided to re-do the outside of the house despite the dire warnings of their redo3friends and foes. “People said, ‘Don’t start that. You don’t know what you’ll find.’ ”

But the two were tired of painting and repainting the asbestos siding on the house. They began tearing it away from the front of the house and discovered, beneath the asbestos, perfectly preserved clapboard siding. Four days later, the job was done and yes, they did it all themselves.

There was no Historic Preservation Commission in those days, but Suzanne had a good eye and a genuine desire to bring the house back to its original state, which included restoring the Delsea to its original colors – silver gray with dark brown shutters – as well as replacing and repairing the gingerbread.

redo1Suzanne bought a jigsaw and cut the replacement pieces herself and with Rosemary’s help reattached them to the facade.

With the Delsea’s third make-over, Rosemary is bringing the stately house into the 21st century and turning the reins over to a new generation. Rosemary’s niece Marybeth Tyron has joined the partnership and will gradually take over running The Delsea as well as the Stumpo restaurants.

Rosemary opened two more restaurants in 2004 – one in Margate and another in Somers Point. Whew! That’s a lot of work for a woman who’s planning to retire – but lest we sound repetitive – that’s the Stumpo idea of “retirement.” Marybeth, for example stepped down from her job as an insurance executive in Philadelphia to join the Stumpo team. She brought her co-worker Marilyn Jean Lee along with her.

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The Delsea bedrooms after renovations

Marilyn is the Chief Operating Officer at the Delsea and helped with the latest renovations which included taking the eaves off the side of the house and repainting the exterior with some spiffy Victorian colors. Baseboard heating has been provided in certain rooms in the house, including the kitchen and the new game room. The installation of air conditioners in the rooms has been a HUGE concession on Rosemary’s part. “This house is always cool – I don’t see the need for air conditioners but we’ve got them.” So, Rosemary insisted that the screens in all the windows be replaced so that guests can still feel free to “open the windows.” “That’s what people come down here for – the cool fresh, ocean air.”

New window screens, heat, air conditioners, new paint, upgrading of all the bedding – a little of the old, mixed in with a little of the new. The changes have given the Delsea a fresh, up to date look but not diminished the informality and old fashioned feel that has been the signature quality of the Columbia Avenue house.

What started out as two rooms on the second floor, is now one large room with access to the verandah.

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Structurally, crown moldings have been added to the rooms and two feet of living space in the downstairs bedrooms was eliminated to widen the hallways. Just like the clapboard outside, the wide wooden planks of the newly polished floors are a distinguishing mark confirming the age of the house which was designed by the architect Stephen D. Button for the Morris family. Construction materials are often the only true source architectural historians have of confirming the age of a house so preserving the integrity of the original work is important and something Rosemary and Suzanne have kept a keen eye on.

Providing a comfortable place to stay has always been a key priority at the Delsea and to that end guests can enjoy a private garden created just for them at the back of the house along with a new outdoor shower. A second garden for the private quarters was built on the opposite side of the house. Sitting in the game room, Rosemary said “It was time for a change,” and she didn’t just mean in the décor. She still wants to be very much hands on in the businesses but  also ready to scale back a bit. “Marybeth and I have been close for years but she has a daughter and son (ages 13 and 15) and was tired of the corporate life. So I said let’s do something about it.

delsea3rdfloorfrontroomRegarding her partner Suzanne, who has already scaled back her own activities, Rosemary referred to a column written two years ago in the Cape May Star and Wave by nonagenarian Ellen Taussig: “Looking back over the years, Rosemary says of Suzanne, ‘She has been the quiet driving force in my success here.’ “
“Suzanne,” says Rosemary today, “was instrumental in bringing the Delsea House to what it is and we look forward to grandkids coming back here each year” as their parents and grandparents did. “The Delsea is still light, bright, and airy and is the best location in Cape May.”

And if you don’t believe her, come on down, check in, and wile the afternoon away rocking on the front porch.


Cape May’s New “Little Star”

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From the beginning, Joe and Chris Asterino weren’t shy about change. The first thing they did when they purchased The Open Hearth Guest House in June 2003 was to change the name to the Majestic Star Inn. Not to say it’s unheard of, but certainly not the norm. It had been the Open Hearth for at least 30 years.

joeandchris“Our last name” Joe explained, “Asterino, means little star. When we acquired the house on Stockton, Chris suggested we name it Little Star By the Sea. But, that house was anything but little. So the whole family gave it some thought and we tried various words to go along with star and some one finally said Majestic. And that was it.  That word seemed to mean everything we were looking for. When we opened up the Inn, we decided to stay with our name since we had started to build a following and our slogan …Bringing Family and Friends Together at the Shore.”

Of course, the Victorian cottage, located at 705 Columbia Avenue, had undergone a number of changes over the years. At one time the circa 1870s house was even used as a restaurant– so the newly named Majestic Star Inn was no stranger to change. But very little in the way of structural change had been done to the house until the Asterinos came along.

The Asterinos had a vision and wasted no time making that vision a reality. With the help of family, namely their son Joe, their friend and carpenter Dave Velli and another carpenter, who became a friend, Glen McBrearty, The Majestic Star Inn, welcomed their first guest in October.

Chris laughed when she thought of that first summer. “We had a sign out on the front porch thatmajesticrenovations1 summer that said Opening Soon. You don’t know how many people would walk by and ask me how soon are you opening and when will the rooms be available. They thought Opening Soon meant within an hour or so.”

So, how did a Pennsylvania couple with grown children end up becoming innkeepers in Cape May?

Chris is quick to answer. “We went to look at a property on Stockton Avenue as a summer rental and Joe had a midlife crisis. Instead of renting it, we bought it.”

907 Stockton Avenue became The Majestic Star which they easily renovated and turned into a private rental. But Chris, who loves to decorate, had already filled a couple of garages with treasures. Joe started thinking that maybe they would buy another house with a large garage to put all the stuff in. They started looking at properties again.

“We always loved Columbia Avenue and we loved this house.” Chris started laughing again. “We were looking for a house with a garage, and this house doesn’t even have a driveway let alone a garage!”

They immediately started in on the renovations.

Chris lived in the house during the remodeling. Joe, vice president of finance for Drug Plastics & Glass Co., Inc. in Boyertown, PA., joined her on the weekends.

Chris recalls, “I lived down here in the mess. Some days I’d have no water but at the end the day, they always made sure I had one working bathroom and water.”

furrnacefporch1Chris was very clear about one aspect of the “rejuvenation.” In turning the Majestic Star Inn back into a Bed and Breakfast, she wanted to make sure each room had an adjacent sitting room. She said her first priority was to make her guests feel “comfortable.”

“I thought about what I liked and the one thing I hate is being tied to a bedroom. If you spend anytime in the room and you have no where to sit but on the bed and watch TV – that’s not good, especially if you’re staying for 3 or 4 days or more. Comfort was real important to me.”

The first thing she did was to get rid of the double beds. All the rooms are airy and come with either a queen or king sized bed.

The second decision they made was to refurbish the wooden floors in the dining room and living room.

“Our experience with the Stockton Avenue property was so good,” said Joe “that I guess we were a little over confident. We had the feeling that we did this once, we can do it again.”

The hardwood floors, for example, sanded down quite easily at 907 Stockton. When Joe started the same task at the Columbia Avenue house, he ran into complications right away. The house was built for local entrepreneur Peter McCullum by Peter C. Souder. The living room and dining room floors were built with Bull Pine – a soft pine wood that is now extinct.

The rental floor sander Joe had used successfully at the Stockton Avenue house just wasn’t up to majesticrenovations3the task and the Asterinos had to call in a flooring expert to finish the job. Just getting to the point when a sander was needed took a lot of sweat and muscle. Covering the wooden floors was a black linoleum tile that was glued to the wood with a cement-like adhesive.

“Those kinds of difficulties we expected,” said Chris. “What shocked us the most was the plumbing?”

$30,000 later, The Majestic Star Inn’s plumbing is up to snuff.

The dining room renovation seemed to take the longest. At a point very early in the remodeling, it became clear that dining room ceiling would have to come down. It was sort of coming down on its own anyway due to an improperly installed ceiling fan. Chris remembers Joe driving down every weekend expecting to see the ceiling finished off and the dining room done. Every weekend it seemed to be in the same mess or worse than when he’d left it. One afternoon they were getting close to finishing and the contractor realized he’d need some extra muscle to put up the dry wall.

diningroomaHe went down to the beach and talked to the lifeguards. Through them, he rounded up a couple of strong guys who were vacationing in Cape May and asked them to come work for a day. Sure enough, they showed up early the next morning.

The contractors also gave Chris “homework” every night. Chris’s homework that night was to remove the 1,000 or so nails that were obstructing the job. When Joe arrived that Friday, he finally had the makings of a dining room.

Looking at the spacious and airy room where Chris graciously serves tea every afternoon, it is difficult to imagine it is the same room pictured in the “before” photos.

The next thing they did was to move a few rooms and walls around. A guest suite where a kitchenette used to be. A kitchen where a bedroom used to be. A bedroom where a kitchen used to be. The change was so dramatic that when the previous owner, who still lives in Cape May, came around to visit one day, she lost her way going from one room to the next.

Other surprises came when the couple started renovating the third floor. The previous ownerbookbinders1 had never really used it but the Asterinos wanted to convert the floor into a marketable accommodation suite. Thus began an archeological dig of sorts.

“We found a charming stone vent,” said Joe “that had been plastered over with irregular floorboards. When you start trying to fix someone else’s repair job, you’ve got to do it right. One day I was chopping away at some plaster trying to found out what was under it and I hit a metal object.”

Apparently someone needed a certain size piece of material to cover over the hole that had been made. Joe walked out of the parlor and brought the object in for us to look at. The metal object in question? A No Parking sign. No question about it – resourceful by anyone’s standards.

furrnacebIn addition to refurbishing the floorboards and renovating the third floor, the Asterinos
took a small kitchenette to the left of the front door and restored it to a bedroom with a lovely sitting room adjacent to it. Renamed the Furrnace Room, the Asterinos found a small fireplace behind the kitchenette.

Other changes included putting a kitchen where once there was a bedroom.  “Our present kitchen,” Joe explained, “was a bedroom, the original main kitchen to the home. Because of that, it only had one entrance to the room. When we converted it into a kitchen, we removed the
end wall so that our present kitchen is a walk through style; it may be entered from the dining room (which is very handy for serving food) and from the living room.”
They put in a very large bedroom where the main kitchen used to be. While ripping apart the flooring in the kitchen, their son found several old Philadelphia Inquirer newspapers, dated November 1963 – the day after President John F. Kennedy was assassinated – which were used as insulation underneath the plywood.

But it was in re-doing the private living quarters that the true discoveries came. Their bedroommajesticrenovations2 was paneled and needed repair. In the process of tearing down the paneling, they discovered a false wall. Behind the false wall was an old fire place. Experts told them the fire place was too far gone. They continued tapping, tapping away until they hit on another discovery – a door. They opened the door to find a closet. They already had a closet in the room so they removed the door and framework to make an enclosure for Joe’s dresser. When they tore down the ceiling in that same room, they discovered an attic door leading to – you guessed it – an attic!

When the Asterinos gave former owner Eileen Kirsch the grand tour, she said she had lived there more than 30 years and had no idea that “either door” was in the room.

Their highest praise has come from Mrs. Kirsch who has returned several times to visit. Chris said the former owner “felt good about the changes. She said, ‘I’d even stay here.’ “

livingroombThe most delightful room in the house is the living room. Complete with open hearth fire place, it is a small cozy spot to enjoy reading on a rainy afternoon, a place to converse with friends or a welcoming spot to meet new friends. Glance up and you can see one of the other reasons the room is so special – a 52-panel coffer ceiling.

With one whole summer under their belt, the Asterinos have taken well to inn keeping. They pamper their guests with “Beach Chariots” filled with goodies that every beachgoer needs – a chair, towels, a cooler, and of course, a chariot to carry everything.

Although the Asterinos love being innkeepers, Chris is awfully happy her husband didn’t give up his “real job.”

Chris’s “real job” is being a grandmother to three grandsons, and to that end, The Majestic Star Inn is closed until Valentine’s Day.

“I never thought I’d be doing this in my 50s,” said Chris laughing, “In this house, you meet a lot of people and you learn a lot about people but you learn the most about yourself. It is a labor of love.”