Return to Biscuitland

Robert and I just got back from a very relaxing trip to Nashville, which we loved so much when we visited in 2023 that we had to go back! 

Here are the best pictures from the trip!

The dogs needed the vacation the most, and they made every moment count.  Lots of places in Nashville are dog friendly, so they even got to do some holiday shopping with us.  If you don't like your holiday gift, it's probably because they picked it out!

On our way to Nashville (sort of) we visited my dad at the lake and then drove up to St. Louis to have lunch with one of my writing friends, Dale who moved there a few years ago.

Before lunch Robert and I explored the Missouri Botanical Garden, which we've never been to.  While November isn't the best month to enjoy everything the gardens have to offer, it was the very first day of the model train exhibit.  We were the first ones in the door too!  We also spent time in the climatron and arid house, where I took an ungodly amount of pictures for future art inspiration.  

Though I didn't get any pictures with Dale, he picked an excellent lunch spot, La Bonne Bouchée Patisserie & Cafe where I had the Salade niçoise, which had both anchovies and tuna!  Why haven't I made this salad before?  Every salad I make for a while is going to be some version of this.  It was a wonderful lunch and so great to catch up with Dale, who has some wild stories and is writing them down for his family.  Hint hint nudge nudge to my family!

The next day we drove to Nashville, and the very first thing we did was go to Guerilla Bizits, which has the best biscuits I've ever had in my life.  I will spare you from a deluge of biscuit pictures, but I did find a pillow that matched my philosophy about life. 

We spent the week eating biscuits, swimming at the hotel, and doing lots of holiday and book shopping.  We also took a tour of the Nissan factory in Smyrna (sorry no picture taking allowed, so no pictures), and it was surprisingly fascinating.  We recently added several factory tours to our list of places to see on our travel list, and if any of them are as interesting as Nissan, we might need to create a factory list!  We learned the employees do different things at Nissan every day, so our plan is to do two tours on different days when we go back to Nashville.  It was incredible to see how how all the different pieces of cars come together (I lost count of how many times they need to take doors off and on), learn about the history of the factory, and discover there are good robots who are programmed to shut down when they come in contact with a human and bad robots who are programmed to keep doing whatever it is they're supposed to do whether or not a human comes in contact with it.  I'm sure Robert is rolling his eyes at this, because he got more than killer robot stories out of the tour.  

How do I describe the food scene at Nashville?  I know, I know this sounds like the beginning of an ode.  In KC, if there are dairy-free options it's an afterthought and we only have a couple vegan restaurants who have stood the test of time.  Nashville has many vegan restaurants and also restaurants who offer vegan or dairy-free items that are thoughtful and delicious.  Nashville is passionate and creative about food, and I have yet to encounter another city that is better.  

Recently, I have become aware that there is such a thing as vegan parmesan and it can be done in different ways.  One of the coolest finds was discovering three kinds at a specialty store.  

I have been collecting stickers for a while and am going to make myself a sticker collage to frame for my office.  I couldn't turn down a potato slut sticker if I tried.  Who thought of a potato slut sticker btw?  How are we not best friends?

Nashville also has not one but two craft and art supply recycling stores.  I know what you're saying.  WHAT THE WHAT????

The first, Smart Art + Craft Supplies has a lot of yarn and fabric and more importantly, tubs and tubs of beads.  The second, Turnip Green Creative Reuse is incredibly sacred to my heart because it focuses on the most useless, funked up bits of shit that you think nobody wants.  Prescription bottles, piles of eraser nubs, shelves and shelves of fabric and paper swatch books.  Turnip Green isn't afraid to sell stacks of expensive paper with a few doodles on them.  There's so much you can do with castoffs and abandoned art.  We have a place in KC called Scraps, and they started out this way, but over the years they have gotten more choosy with the stuff they sell and I no longer see all the weird tiddly bits (though they did have a barrel of doll heads the last time I went).  One time, when Scraps was very new they had a huge paper box filled with castoff scraps of paper that were about the size of my palm.  The paper was the kind of paper you find at fancy stationary stores.  It was incredible luck for someone who makes collages with teeny tiny bits of leftover paper.  Turnip Green embraces this kind of junk.  They also don't have prices on anything.  You just pay what you think it's worth.  I was like ok, here's all my birthday money bitches.  Take it all because I love you.  Thankfully Robert was there to reign me in and remind me we needed room for the dogs to come back home with us.

Sadly, the piece of plane you see in one of the pictures is not for sale.  

We also ate some epic BBQ (to balance out all the "chkn" and "tofuroni" and "nutnog").  Peg Leg Porker does something interesting with their rub.  They put some on after it's been cooked.  Anyone else do this?

We also stumbled upon a combination glassblowing coffee shop place (Glasshaus) and enjoyed watching glass being made.  They were just starting to make cups and the plugs for decanters when we walked in, and one of the artists was creating a playlist for this.  I love artists.

We hiked some too.  We spent Thanksgiving letting the dogs spread their dog joy chaos throughout the woods.

And we "hibernated" a lot, which happens when we get tired very early (like 7 PM) and go back to the hotel and just let the dogs cuddle us to death.  We both were wondering why we don't do more of this kind of lounging when we're at home, and I think it can be tough to ignore chores and work and laundry.  This is what the dogs tell us anyway.  They just have too many responsibilities to become professional hibernators.  

If we weren't cuddling with the dogs, our dogs were quietly destroying the hotel room couch with their hair.  I'll have to share my lint roller escapades in another post so this one doesn't get too long, but we didn't just flip the cushions over when we left (though we thought about it).  

This blue couch is the reason Robert and I try to get everything in the Pantone color, Golden Retriever Splendor, which is the most luxurious of the wheat and camel colors.   

On the way back I was grousing about taking the dogs out for a poo in a strange field behind a gas station.  It was SO cold!  And then the entire field erupted around us and we were caught in the middle of a murmuration.  I am still trying to find the words to describe this.