The weekend before last was one for the books! Welcome to another edition of The Weekend Chronicles, a weekly series that details all the crazy and exciting things that happen over the weekend. Last week I challenged you all to think about something that you wanted to accomplish and to write down the steps that you would need to take to assure that you get to where you want to be. Did you do it? My goal was to start reading the Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling and I am already done with the first book, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone, so I would say that I’m setting myself up to rock that challenge. With that being said, my challenge to all of you this week is to grab a bite to eat or a cup of coffee with someone that you haven’t seen in a while. I believe that sometimes we get so caught up in our own lives that we forget about the people who helped us to get where we are. And blast off!
As I boarded the plane to Nashville, Tennessee on Friday at 7:05 PM I knew I was in for a great weekend. I had been there before, but I was too young to fully experience all that it had to offer. The reason for traveling you might be asking yourself, my little sister’s 21st birthday. She is the last of the family to come of age so we thought why not go out with a bang. After about a 20 minute Uber ride from the airport to the hotel I was greeted with Hattie B’s Hot Chicken and a selection of adult beverages that would make a grown man cry (and I did). Hattie B’s, without a doubt, serves up the best chicken that I have ever eaten and when you pair it up with their Pimento Mac and Cheese you have a meal worth drooling over. The only thing that could have made it better would have been some Mild Sauce from Harold’s Chicken. When it comes to Hattie B’s Hot Chicken, I give it a 4.5 out of 5 sporks. The rest of the evening was spent exploring just a small portion of the night life that Nashville has to over as well as listening to more live music than I’ve ever heard in my life. If the adult beverages didn’t leave me feeling some type of way than the music definitely did.
Saturday began with some Vanilla Iced Coffee from Starbucks (I know I’m basic) and breakfast at a local restaurant called 417 Union. I don’t think many people know about this place as it wasn’t nearly as packed as any of the other restaurants open for breakfast in the area. I ordered the Biscuit and Gravy Breakfast which consisted of two eggs, bacon, house potatoes, and homemade biscuits and gravy. It was awesome! And I’m not going to lie the homemade biscuits were hands down the best part of the meal and tasted more like a dessert than anything. When it comes to 417 Union, I give it a 5 out of 5 sporks and I don’t do that too often.
After breakfast we headed back to the hotel to get ready for the day before venturing to the Country Music Hall of Fame and Museum. Now many people don’t know this about me but I am a huge country music fan so this was an awesome experience for me. They really do a great job of representing both the new and the old of country music and if you ever find yourself in Nashville I highly suggest stopping by. The Country Music Hall of Fame and Museum was followed by yet another visit to Hattie B’s Hot Chicken and again it did not disappoint. After all, we had to eat something fried and greasy to soak up all the adult beverages that we were to be consuming later that night.
The remaining free hours before heading home the next morning were spent drinking and exploring Nashville via Sprocket Rocket, a party bike and pub crawl adventure. I was extremely excited about this beforehand but the nostalgia quickly wore off as soon as I realized that we actually had to peddle. It made me realize just how out of shape I really am. It was a blast and I would recommend doing it but I would definitely suggest not taking it lightly and getting some exercise in leading up to it. With that being said, it was a unique experience and we were given enough breaks so that it wasn’t too bad. The rest of the evening much like the first was spent exploring more of what Nashville’s nightlife has to offer. We had the opportunity to see some dueling pianos as well as hangout at a three-story bar where there was a different band on each floor and it was exhilarating.
The trip was capped off with a trip to Jack in the Box and a long drive home. In regards to Jack in the Box, I decided to go with the Loaded Breakfast Sandwich which consisted of freshly cracked eggs, hickory smoked bacon, ham and sausage topped with slices of melting American cheese all stacked between two slices of toasted sourdough bread. It was amazeballs! The only downside to this experience was that the inside of the restaurant smelled very unpleasantly. When it comes to Jack in the Box, I give it a 3.5 out of 5 sporks (knocking a .5 sporks off for the smell).
P.S. I apologize for getting this out so late, please don’t hurt me!
“Does running late count as exercise?” – Unknown