Three guesses as to what my last name might be.
Yeah, I didn’t think you’d need three.
Just 50 miles away from Nashville: a namessake town (Actual family connection? No idea.) that is also the site of the world’s largest annual outdoor barbeque. Which gives me an excuse to go back in July.
Not a bad way to spend the day.
Back in Nashville, I attempted to find a coffee shop, got lost as usual, and managed to miss running into McEwen Avenue by a block. And I wasn’t even looking for it.