Aloha, Nashville!

I’m off to Nashville in a couple days, for a weekend of fun and relaxation with my guy.  I’m compiling a list of “To Do’s,” or rather “To Go-to’s” or maybe “To-EATS,” and have started with this:

“Window” shopping at Two Old Hippies!  LOVE this place.  They have the BEST selection of fabulous clothing, jewelry, art, guitars, funny and eclectic books, etc.  If this sounds like a strange combination, trust me – it IS, on paper.  But when you walk into this place, it just WORKS.  And to top it off, they also have a stage in the place, with ongoing entertainment and open mic sessions for the seriously talented musical people who happen to pass through Nashville.  Anyway, I feel some good Christmas shopping coming on.

Rolf & Daughters is a new restaurant that just opened – they are “buzzing” about it HERE.  Has anyone out there tried it yet?

Since the weather looks like it will cooperate, it isn’t a complete visit to Nashville without a walk through Warner Park.  The paths through the park are lined with amazing – and very OLD – stone walls from the Civil War era, I find myself wishing they could talk and share stories from lives and experiences past.

A visit to Pucketts Restaurant and Grocery for (more!) great music, and of course for the fabulous Shrimp and Grits is definitely on the agenda!

Do we have our Sunday breakfast at The Pancake Pantry, or make the drive out to Loveless Cafe?  Either will involve a long wait, since they are both legendary for the amazing food that the South is known for.

What else needs to be on the list??  Do share!  I’ll be updating, and also checking for your suggestions!


Paris: Living Vicariously

My husband is on his way to Paris today, on a business trip.  *sigh…  I was left behind this time; while I’ve tried to be a good sport about it, truth be told, I’m pretty bummed out.

In the spirit of having a good attitude, I thought I’d live vicariously and take the chance to make a list of some of my favorite things about Paris.  You know, reminisce a bit.  Maybe this way, I’ll feel like I’ve been a part of the trip and not think about how depressed I am that he is going to Paris without me, for the first time ever!

Here are a few things that come to mind:

  • Starting the day with a perfect Cafe au Lait and Croissant at one of countless charming sidewalk cafes.
  • The Archaeological Crypt of Notre Dame:  I stumbled upon this one day as I was going to visit the cathedral, and it is truly amazing.  Among the 2000+ years of history, you see things like the remains of a house from Lutèce, the precursor to Paris, and ruins of the original streets and walls of Paris when it consisted of just Isle de la Cite.  Awesome and impressive; admission is FREE with a Paris Pass!
  • The oldest church in Paris, L’eglise St. Germain:  A sacred and moving place.  There is a spiritual presence I can feel, and the unique smell is something I wish I could bottle.  It restores oneself to sit down in one of the little chairs, and just “be” there.    The artwork is so beautifully inspiring and amazing, an added bonus as a feast for the eyes.
  • It’s hard to find words to explain standing beneath the Eiffel Tower, looking up.  The strength of the steel and the structure are truly awesome, the way the “legs” sprawl out sturdily and hold it up.  To see it from a distance (another favorite “Paris thing!”), and then from underneath, is…well…impressive, at least.
  • I love to climb the hill up to Montmartre, and stroll among the artisans’ booths and works, listen to the music, enjoy the sweeping views, and the air.
  • Strolling through the street markets on Saturdays hearing the language, admiring the amazing displays of cheeses, breads, flowers, scarves, and trinkets is food for my soul.

Ah…I could go on and on.  Anyway, as I dropped my husband off at the airport, I (shamelessly) reminded him that he couldn’t pronounce the name of the quartier where his hotel was located to the cab driver upon arrival, so how could he possibly get by without me??  He just smiled, asked me to leave it on his voicemail so he could play it for the driver.  The nerve!! 🙂