A small farming village for years, Manorville owes its name to the whim of one. In 1844, the Long Island Rail Road opened the “St. George’s Manor” train station, making the name official with a sign and everything. However, Seth Raynor—a station agent, Revolutionary War Captain, and enterprising vandal—bristled at St. George and its association with the British monarchy. So he just painted over that part, leaving only “Manor.” With the LIRR seemingly stumped about how to change it back, or else totally cool with the edit, the name lasted until the early 20th century when Manorville was officially adopted. But that station no longer exists, and time has softened the hamlet’s rebellious spirit, contributing to the overall quiet atmosphere of Manorville today. This gradual change has made way for leisurely pursuits like golf while also allowing for attractions of the rural variety, including multiple petting zoos.

Even though its landlocked status is well-established, Manorville still reaps the benefits of proximity to Long Island’s fisheries, who seemingly will stop at nothing to serve their more inland neighbors. Clams, in particular, are opening across Manorville, be they stuffed, steamed, on the half shell, or casino. You can also expect the usual kind of small-town staples, such as pizza, burgers, sushi, and bagels, among other options. Head to local farms for your supply of fresh produce, plus fresh pastries for dessert (or even breakfast). Shopping options are limited, but you’re not coming to Manorville in the first place for that sort of scene. At the doors of the North and South forks, though, Manorville is near enough to locales that trend toward being more retail-focused.