After two and a half weeks in Nashville for the holidays, Little Chick and I finally returned to Austin last night…under duress. We had soooo much fun, it was a difficult and wrenching process to pack up the steamer trunks and venture home last night. And WHY exactly was I on an airplane during most of the Fiesta Bowl?? Killing me. Luckily I established a rapport with the pilot early and he announced scores for me periodically during the flight.
Other than football I will say this was the girliest vacation of my life. I am sorry to say, I couldn’t have a less fishy report to share with you. I was so busy running around with my bestest highschool girlfriends and playing with Little Chick. Dressing up for one party after the next. Baking and eating and sipping wine at every turn.
It was pretty decadent. I’m sorry, is there a recession going on? My waistline does not aptly reflect the ailing economy. I feel like I should look a little more frail given the state of the state. Alas….there were just too many baked goods around.
I wish I had pictures of all the wonderful food, but I was too busy consuming it to slow down and get the camera. Highlights include….the beautiful oyster bar on my friend’s family porch…the endless supply of Great Aunt Eleanor’s Chili Dip that my mother had on the kitchen counter at every turn (perfect with beer and football)….Little Chick’s sugary sweet sugar cookies….Kobe beef sliders with spicy mustard and just one perfect pickle….Sportsfan’s sublime steak on New Year’s Eve…Magnolia’s bread pudding…super country Country Ham….crab cakes and steak frite at Bricktops….the most heavenly biscuit-like dinner rolls you’ve ever imagined….exceptional sushi we discovered at The Red Pony in Franklin….chocolate pecan pie…lemon pie….chess pie…chess pie again…chess pie one more time….and yes, I even had a Moon Pie.
I should also mention the to-die-for coconut cake my aunt serves at Christmas lunch. I was so mesmerized by its beauty I almost failed in my duty to slice and serve it. I really can’t stop thinking about this cake! And I’m not even sure I really even like coconut.
Sounds indulgent I know. But there’s no rest for the weary — or apparently for the gluttonous– as I insisted The Professor drive me down to Elliston Place so I could visit my absolute favorite Nashville haunt, Rotier’s. A family owned restaurant in an old stone carriage house, Rotier’s is the uber romantic dive where my dad used to take my mom on dates in college. Of course you can get a meat-and-three but Rotier’s is best known for it’s cheeseburger — hell, Jimmy Buffet even says they’re tops. Personally I recommend the Patty Melt.
Food, fancy & parties galore…that’s pretty much the report. Now that I’m home, I am officially on a break from all of the following until further notice:
- High Heels
- Being Charming
As I make my transition back to regular life of clogs, flip-flops and ponytails, enjoy this slideshow from our holidays in Tennessee. But stay tuned because in my next post I am going to distill the highlights of my 20-hour roadtrip to Kentucky. Cheers…