![]() ![]() From the rooftop deck, we could see a flood of Elsa-costumed little girls pouring out of the Bridgestone Arena across the street after a showing of Frozen on Ice. This meal was just an introduction to all the incredible things we’d eat that weekend.įor dinner later that night with our friends, we popped into Pub 5, a restaurant and bar that serves up modern small plates, sandwiches and more alongside beautiful cocktails in a three-story building that mixes a loft feel with lots of wood and exposed brick. It was so hot! The side of pickled cucumbers and radishes was perfect for cooling back down. Eli ordered Husk’s take on Nashville hot chicken-juicy chicken fried to perfection then topped with a liberal dose of super-spicy seasonings. We started our meal with creamy, dreamy deviled eggs, and then I had a big bowl of spicy shrimp and grits with a beautiful yellow egg yolk plopped right on top. This restaurant is certainly on my must-try-again list for our next visit to Nashville. The menu is full of Husk’s take on farm-to-table modern southern cooking, and it changes every day. ![]() ![]() We dined in a room with two-story floor-to-ceiling windows that looked out over the restaurant’s little kitchen garden and petite pear trees. It’s located in a historic house surrounded by pretty gardens, and the inside is decorated to feel like the perfect combination of modern and rustic. Our first meal, when it was just Eli and me in town, was lunch at Husk. If we’d had more than two days to spend in the city, I’m sure I would have needed to go up a size in my jeans due to all the good stuff I would want to eat. I was beyond impressed by Nashville’s dining scene. Or, if you feel like pushing pedals, you can find a Nashville B-Cycle station and hop on a rental bike as you cruise around the downtown scene.Īfter wandering around Broadway, we walked down to the waterfront then headed back to the hotel to drop off some stuff, check in and then hail a cab to the first of many incredible Nashville meals. Where we couldn’t walk, we could get a cab or an Uber car for a short wait and a low price tag. Over the course of the weekend, we were able to walk from our home base at the hotel to most of our destinations, including Pinewood Social and the Nashville Farmers Market (more on those later). I am sure our prime location helped, but we found getting around in Nashville to be a cinch. Later in the weekend we found ourselves there in the afternoon and late into the evening, and it only got busier as the hours ticked by.Īlso very near that hotel is the Printer’s Alley (a stretch of road full of bars and clubs, making for easy nightlife navigation) and the Country Music Hall of Fame & Museum, which is a must-see for country music fans visiting Nashville. We walked down the street in late morning that day, and it was hopping. That’s where you can find honky tonks, shops selling cowboy boots (on one street corner, there were seven of them within eyeshot!) and lots of action. Our group was staying at the Courtyard Nashville Downtown, which is conveniently within walking distance of tons of stuff, including Broadway. Getting our feet wetĮli and I arrived about half a day before our friends, so we had some time to explore. Nashville was going to be awesome, twang or no twang. Yet that little detail didn’t hamper my excitement. But I had never been to Nashville and thought the city was nothing but all country music all the time. Eli and I were excited to spend a grown-up weekend away while my parents watched our 2-year-old son. One of my husband Eli’s good friends had made plans for the groomsmen and bridesmaids (and dates) in his wedding party to spend a weekend in Nashville for a bachelor-bachelorette trip. It was the tail end of a long day of fun in Nashville, and I was loving every minute of it.īut rewind to a couple of months before. I was having a yummy dinner with a group of girls-some friends, some new acquaintances-who were all getting excited about a night of bachelorette partying (well, the kind you do in your thirties, which is a lot different than the kind you do in your twenties). It was a Saturday night, and I was sipping a Champagne cocktail in a swank restaurant while I filled up on the fanciest comfort food I’ve ever had. ![]()
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