I seem to sometimes forget that I don't 100% know my way around here. I guess it's a result of living in the same city for practically my entire life. I never had the problem of walking out the door and not knowing where to go. I basically knew how to get everywhere in Richmond. And the places I didn't know, I could figure out. [Note to self: Always double check where I'm going before I leave the house.]
In the last 5 days, I have been lost in East Nashville 3 times. I've basically wasted a whole tank of gas being lost in East Nashville. Making the same wrong turns each time. I LOVE East Nashville (think Carytown meets The Fan meets Church Hill - Cute old houses, awesome restaurants, a little sketchy) It's awesome. I just need to flipping figure out how to get there and how to get around there.
Last night I FINALLY went to dinner at Rose Pepper, a Mexican restaurant in East Nashville that EVERYONE had been to except for me. The first thing out of everyone's mouth when I told them I was going here was, "You have to get a margarita." First of all, I drink margaritas for a living, so uh yeah, I'm going to order a margarita regardless. But yes, they're amaaaaaazing here. ah-ma-zing. Second thing out of everyone's mouth is "You have to get the queso." You must not know me. Queso and I are besties. But there is some sort of crack they must put in it at Rose Pepper. Delish!
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| Allison & Draper outside of Rose Pepper in East Nashy |
We followed dinner with drinks at a new'ish bar called 308. You'd probably drive by and never stop in, but it's a cool bar with fancy drinks. Definitely will go again.
& no Friday night is complete without stopping in mid-town. Sometimes it's SO FUN living in a "College town." Except for when I find myself standing in line to get in a bar called "Losers." That's when it's time for this granny to go home.
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| Sometimes I pretend I'm in college again. Thanks, Vandy! |
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