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On the recommendation from our Uber driver on Friday night, we spent Saturday night in the Germantown suburb. (Big shout out to Hoyt, a retired restaurant consultant, who not only provided the name of one of the "hot" restaurants in town, but also picked up the phone and got us a hard-to-get last-minute reservation! That's service!)
A Yelp search of the neighborhood led us to Silo, a chic bistro with another very knowledgeable (and young) bartender. More great bourbon info for Pat!
We had the fried green tomatoes, which were served with a red bell pepper sauce and topped with a dollop of goat cheese. Delish!
Our dinner location was a few blocks away, and the walk there afforded us the opportunity to check out all of the quaint houses in the neighborhood.
Thanks to Hoyt, we were expected and warmly greeted by the hostess at City House, which is housed in a funky building that we almost walked right past until we saw the sign.
Hoyt had insisted that we order the house-made pork belly pizza that was topped with a fried egg. My eyes would have glossed right over this on the menu...so I'm glad I had an insider tip because this pizza was AH-mazing.
We also ordered the gnocchi with lamb ragu, chard, and pecorino cheese. The gnocchi was light and airy, and the sauce was so divine that we found ourselves running pieces of the pizza crust around the dish to get every bit.
This was, hands down, my favorite food and dining experience of the trip! If you take only one suggestion from my three blog posts on Nashville, THIS should be the one.
When we mentioned getting a nightcap in the neighborhood, both the couple sitting next to us and our waitress heartily agreed that we should walk down to Rolf and Daughters.
This place was hopping...we couldn't even manage to get a seat at the bar, so we took our drinks outside and enjoyed the mild night. The hostess made us promise to come back for dinner to have their signature squid ink pasta.
So...for our last stop on the trip, we headed to Husk for brunch on Sunday morning. This was a name that kept coming up all weekend when we asked for recommendations. (And this is the best way to find great local spots...Pat and I are chatty and talked to everyone we sat by!)
If you don't have a reservation, I suggest getting there right when they open at 10.
We decided to share an order of the White Lily biscuits with sausage gravy. The gravy had the perfect kick of heat/spice. It's one of the best I've ever had.
We could have/should have stopped right there...but because our eyes were bigger than our stomachs, we didn't. I ordered the Monte Cristo with a fried egg and potato and smoked sausage hash. The egg is the key to this dish. When broken open, it gave this open-faced sandwich the most delicious "sauce."
A Yelp search of the neighborhood led us to Silo, a chic bistro with another very knowledgeable (and young) bartender. More great bourbon info for Pat!
This picture pretty much sums up our trip!
We still had some time to kill before our reservation, so we walked down the street to the Germantown Cafe for a snack/appetizer.
We had the fried green tomatoes, which were served with a red bell pepper sauce and topped with a dollop of goat cheese. Delish!
Thanks to Hoyt, we were expected and warmly greeted by the hostess at City House, which is housed in a funky building that we almost walked right past until we saw the sign.
Hoyt had insisted that we order the house-made pork belly pizza that was topped with a fried egg. My eyes would have glossed right over this on the menu...so I'm glad I had an insider tip because this pizza was AH-mazing.
We also ordered the gnocchi with lamb ragu, chard, and pecorino cheese. The gnocchi was light and airy, and the sauce was so divine that we found ourselves running pieces of the pizza crust around the dish to get every bit.
This was, hands down, my favorite food and dining experience of the trip! If you take only one suggestion from my three blog posts on Nashville, THIS should be the one.
When we mentioned getting a nightcap in the neighborhood, both the couple sitting next to us and our waitress heartily agreed that we should walk down to Rolf and Daughters.
This place was hopping...we couldn't even manage to get a seat at the bar, so we took our drinks outside and enjoyed the mild night. The hostess made us promise to come back for dinner to have their signature squid ink pasta.
So...for our last stop on the trip, we headed to Husk for brunch on Sunday morning. This was a name that kept coming up all weekend when we asked for recommendations. (And this is the best way to find great local spots...Pat and I are chatty and talked to everyone we sat by!)
If you don't have a reservation, I suggest getting there right when they open at 10.
While we sipped on coffee and looked over the menu, they brought us a basket of fresh, warm Parker House rolls with the most delicious butter. Wow.
We could have/should have stopped right there...but because our eyes were bigger than our stomachs, we didn't. I ordered the Monte Cristo with a fried egg and potato and smoked sausage hash. The egg is the key to this dish. When broken open, it gave this open-faced sandwich the most delicious "sauce."
So...there you have it! Our whirlwind tour of Nashville that included hitting 12 spots during our brief time there. We hit the road back to Birmingham vowing to come back soon for more food and drink adventures in this great city!
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