A lot has changed in the microscopic town of Philo since Jim Roberts opened his inn, The Madrones, three years ago. Prompted by financial woes of the recession, Roberts transformed the design center and office complex he’d owned for 25 years into a quiet four-room B&B. Now, it’s an opportune point on the skinny ribbon of highway between 101 and the Pacific to lean over the iron railing of your hotel window and pretend you’re a vintner overlooking his cache of Syrah in Provence. In the mornings, Roberts (let’s just call him Jim), Jim delivers a continental breakfast to your door, Philo style—like a fresh-baked scone with hunks of strawberries poking out in little red triangles.