Photo Diary: Nashville
A group of friends decided what better way to kick off summer and give a proper farewell to a long (and cold!) winter than to road trip.
Destination, Nashville.
We found a killer Airbnb to accommodate us all within a few minutes Uber to the nightlife, packed up, and headed out onto the open road, eager for an adventure.
Zero of us knew how to play the guitar (at the airbnb), but we each took turns serenading one another and posing for pictures, which is basically the same thing.
Also, I must note -- the airbnb was fantastic for a group -- keyless entry and plenty of common space to hang out. Have I mentioned (ad nauseum) how much I love Airbnb?
First order of business, drinks and snacks al fresco.
The restaurant shared a parking lot with a liquor store, so we had to stop in for a few necessities -- champagne.
Dinner at City House.
I have no recollection of what I ordered, but I remember, vividly loving every last bite.
The whole motley crew.
Bar hopping on Broadway...
I snapped a photo (and video!) of these dancing twins and they gave me their business card :)
After a slooooow start (hello collective hangovers) the next morning, we went to brunch at Southern.
Replete with a live band (they were incredible).
Shrimp and Grits.
I could go back and eat every meal at Southern. Its fantastic.
Third Man Records -- an eclectic music store, I think. I was too busy snapping photos to focus.
This is my "hungover in the heat face". No idea why I thought it needed to be documented. Other than to frighten people. Haha.
Hatch Show Print -- an epic letterpress and gallery. I'm kicking myself for not taking the tour.
There is something about apothecary cabinets that make my heart skip a beat.
Nashville killed Meredith...
Our group divided a bit -- some to nap, others to day drink, I -- got a mani-pedi.
For our final dinner, we headed to The Farmhouse -- farm to table cuisine, artfully crafted.
This, was a fun meal.
Starters:
Pimento Cheese Beignets (epic), Pork Belly Poptart (mouth party, is that even a thing?), Poutine.
Have, MERCY.
After starters we each ordered a different entree and shared those as well, maximum tasting opportunities had here.
Dessert:
Strawberry Pie (yes!), Baked Alaska, Shortbread (yum!), Coconut Cake.
Post dinner we headed to the 5 Points area to hang out -- our waiter at Farmhouse recommended it highly, touting "all the locals go there". It was about a 15 minute drive, but worth it. Kitschy and full of personality we set up at a bar, revelled in the fact there was no country music (my ears).
A guy near us was drinking what looked to be a smoothie, so we "had what he was having". Turns out it was a Bushwacker. booze meets milkshake. So yummy.
Before headed home we had to had a proper breakfast -- enter Monells. where southern family style takes new meaning. Caution, the wait was lengthy, but worth it.
You are seated a massive dining tables that held twelve or so people.
Coffee, (sweet) tea, and water make their rounds -- then the madness begins. Enormous platters of pancakes, eggs, grits, biscuits, bacon, sausage, apples, fried chicken.... I literally cannot remember it all. The amount of food was comical. And so comforting after a long weekend of bar hopping.
I snapped a few photos -- shh, don't tell :)
Homeward bound!
But first, a stop to see Superman, and get ice cream.
Till next time Nashville!
