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Weekend Round Up

This weekend was a busy one, with a birthday celebration for S.O. with my book club crew, and a visit from one of Scott’s high school friends.

Friday called for a visit to BB Kings on 2nd Ave. and then karaoke at WannaBe’s on Broadway. BB Kings is what it is – a tourist draw with beer and southern fried everything. A table discussion about “chicken fried steak” – it’s not beef, it’s chicken , deep fried – was amusing. WannaBe’s went beyond my expectations. There’s not many places in Nashville - surprisingly – where you can sing a Merle Haggard (or B-52s) tune and then roll upstairs and ride a mechanical bull. Lots of fun!

Saturday Scott and I hosted his friend from Chattanooga and her husband, who came to visit on a day hotter than hell and wanted to see anything but the Country Music Hall of Fame, but we managed to find a few things to do. Unfortunately we took them to Savarino’s Cucina on Belcourt (just a few doors down from the awesome Theatre).
I liked my eggplant parmigiana, but their pasta sauce was bland and Scott’s sandwich didn’t win any high marks. We even went for their bakery case, but other than a chocolate-dipped cannoli, everything from cookies to chocolate pirouette wafer rolls were dry. It’s sad, because I read a review in Southern Living that praised this place for its fresh pasta and authentic flair for Italian cuisine.

On Sunday Scott whipped ass in a soccer tournament and some friends rewarded him with a cook-out. My friend S.M. introduced me to a fantastic chicken recipe - put chicken tenders on foil, dump pesto on top and add some chopped tomatoes. We grilled it and it came out divine, but you can bake it as well. Simple and yet so flavorful. S.M. says it also tastes great with tilapia. Add some Yazoo beers and you’ve got yourself a real cook-out.


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