Let’s talk food! A few blocks south of Broadway tucked back into its own little corner of the city is one of my favorite farm-to-table restaurants: The Farm House.
A shout out to the staff who were friendly, attentive, and knowledgeable about the menu.
This charming farmhouse restaurant is filled with worn barn wood, galvanized-steel wainscoting, and whimsical chicken coop fencing that adorns the ceilings. It’s like walking into Joanne Gaines kitchen. There’s a buffet stacked with cookbooks that I just wanted to browse through.
Now for the main attraction, the food! An ever-changing menu that offers fresh, in-season vegetables, house-cured and smoked meats fresh from the farm. Start with the meat board filled with a sampling of the meats, pickled onions, a smoked cheese spread, and crackers that was delicious! I ordered the grilled steak served medium with lima beans and corn that offered just enough heat to make it interesting. My husband had the pork chops, also cooked medium, served with carbonara, bacon, green peas, and cavatelli.
Each dish is cooked to the chef’s specifications and your server will say, “that is cooked to a medium tonight.” If you just cannot handle a pink meat you can ask for well-done but, if you do not mind, go with the suggestion to experience the chef’s optimum creation.
Also delicious are the crawfish and grits and the TFH hot chicken.The crawfish and grits were excellent. The chicken was good, but if you ever had Nashville chicken which is deep-fried, having the baked version leaves you feeling a bit disappointed. But no words can describe how good the biscuit puree, which is served with the chicken, is.
On busy weekends reservations book up early so get your reservation in. There are a few tables in the bar area that are on a first come, first serve bases and honestly, I prefer the bar tables as it gives me a great view of the serving floor and provides great people watching opportunities.
Nashville loves breakfast and offers some of the best brunch spots in the country! For a bottomless breakfast set in a two-story historic theater and a great eating experience try Sinema. It’s always busy and reservations are highly recommended. If you show up on the spur of the moment and cannot get seated do not fret. There are two other highly recommended brunch spots in the same strip.
Walk on down to The Sutler Saloon for a bluegrass breakfast offering a green chile chicken hash, sweet potato pancakes, and southern favorites of chicken and waffles or chicken fried chicken biscuits. Don’t forget to mosey on up to the bloody mary bar for bottomless bloody mary’s and mimosas.
For a more laidback diner experience try Fenwick’s 300. This is a Melrose neighborhood favorite. Like its neighbors, it is busy for Saturday and Sunday Brunches, but they do a really good job of clearing tables and getting you seated in a quick fashion. The space is bright and open with light-colored wood and touches of teal throughout. The bar is made from old bowling alley lanes. The food is tasty and offers unique dishes such as:
Breakfast Tacos made with scrambled egg, turkey chorizo, potato, pico de gallo, poblano crema, and cheese.
Corned Beef Hash made with sauerkraut potato hash, corned beef brisket, poached egg, and hollandaise.
Eggs-in-Toast sitting in a thick-cut sourdough toast, topped with a griddled tomato and melted white cheddar cheese.
But by far, one of the best things about Nashville is the music on Broadway and the people you can run into in the alley. Because Broadway can be crazy busy and is, and I say this with great affection, a tourist trap, occasionally you need to step out in the alley for some fresh air.
In that alley are a set of unopposing steps that take you up to two double doors. Those doors will lead you into the hallow grounds of the Ryman Auditorium. How many band members have loaded equipment through those doors? How many of Nashville’s greats have been ushered in and out of those doors? You would not know any of this if not for the small letters above the doorway that say RYMAN.
And if you are lucky, when you are sneaking out the back door of “The Stage on Broadway” bar to get some fresh air a man standing on those back steps will step down and ask you for a light which you will have in your bag, because you are a mom and you carry all kinds of absurd things in your bag. He will offer you a cigarette, and even though you do not smoke, you light up and pretend to inhale while sharing small talk with no other than Noel Haggard, yes, son of Meryl Haggard, who just happens to be there performing a private performance with Kris Kristofferson.
And somewhere between surreal and reality you realize, OMG, Noel Haggard just kissed my hand. He thanks you for the light and disappears behind those magical doors and is gone as quietly as he came. (BTW…never have I meant a more genuine and down-to-earth man!)
That is Nashville!
The best compliment I can give Nashville is this, as I leave Nashville I am planning my next visit!