Music — it’s kind of our thing here in Nashville. Other cities may be in tune with the music scene, but none can produce the songs of the south quite like Nashville. In this town, if there’s a bar, there better be a stage, because for every great night out, there’s a number one single to write about it.
I wake up on Sunday mornings with one thing on my mind: combining two meals’ worth of calories into one glorious spread of eggs, pancakes, biscuits and home fries, topped with maple syrup and strawberry jam. I don’t waste my time with cold cereal on Sundays, because I’m hungry for so much more. I’m on the hunt for brunch, and my favorite place to find it is at Sky Blue Cafe in East Nashville.
Forget your plans to park it at your usual hangouts this weekend, because it’s time to break out of your respective neighborhood and show the rest of the city some love. Of course, your ’hood has the best coffee shop and the best bar for two-for-one drafts.
Stirring, shaking, blending, muddling and mixing are just a few of the things that you’ll catch newlyweds Jon and Lindsay Yeager doing as part of their business, PourTaste. While it started as an idea to develop a TV show about what to drink and where to drink it, PourTaste has exploded into a conglomerate of cocktail creativity.
As you count down the last seconds of the year and watch the ball — or, in Nashville’s case, the giant music note — drop, you’re probably wondering what happened to 2011. Whether you have yet to make it to the new Nordstrom or enjoy a scoop of Jeni’s Splendid Ice Cream, chances are, 365 days passed before you could experience everything Nashville has to offer.
“50% Off BYOB Paint Class,” read the subject line of an email from one of the many daily deal companies that blast my inbox every morning. I was tempted to purchase, but decided there were other places to bring my own beverage that didn’t involve posing as Van Gogh. I decided to hold out for a pizza coupon.
February is American Heart Month, a time to raise awareness for the leading cause of death in American women: heart disease. And perhaps no one will be sporting her red more proudly than 20-year-old Nashvillian Nykia Babb.
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