tennessee tales: country music city
A random selection of photos from our Nashville visit. We walked around Downtown, past the traditional Honky Tonk bars which were abuzz with the strum of guitars and drawly melodies of up-and-coming musicians trying to find their break in the birthplace of country music. We didn't pass a single bar that wasn't offering live music - even the airport restaurants were serving up impressive live acts!
Yet, just a couple of suburbs away from the twangy tunes and rowdy crowds, was a quaint little village-esque suburb called Hillsboro, which offered an array of independent boutiques, trendy cafe's, gourmet deli's and (the most amazing) organic grocer. It was like being in a different city altogether. It was hard to believe the contrast in lifestyles; hillbillies* and hipsters coexisting in perfect harmony.
Then, of course, there was the old-school side of it ; the traditional Southern roots. Home-style restaurants such as Monells, serving delicious southern food, family style, in historic settings. On our last day in Nashville, I tagged along for lunch with our friends Chris and Dee (there will be more on these guys later), who came to Nashville from Boston for the Thanksgiving holidays. We were seated around a large table with about ten complete strangers and encouraged to "pass the food 'round to the left". We piled our plates high with the most delicious southern fried chicken, corn bread, biscuits (think savory scones) and pumpkin pie while striking up conversation with our new friends. (Unfortunately I have no photographic evidence of this meal - it seemed inappropriate to pull the camera out at a table full of people you've only just met!).
I really did like Nashville - it was certainly full of surprises! Unfortunately, we were only there long enough to scratch the surface of what I felt was a place of many layers and many more stories to tell.
* Actually not hillbillies at all - rather quite endearing country folk - but I couldn't resist the alliteration!