When you have a child, everyone warns you how much your life is going to change. And it does. Not in the ways they explain it per say, but in ways you couldn’t have planned for or dreamed up. Basically, the day Atlas turned twelve weeks old, we planned a road trip down to Houston for a sip n’ see my mother-in-law wanted to host for us. We thought it was smart to get him use to travel as soon as we can, so we did what we figured would be the most complicated thing, a 3,200 mile road trip with stops in a town we were thinking about moving to each way. As a chronic, obsessive, planner – I got to learn to laugh at myself that trip. When you have a baby this small and so in need of you – you stop basically every hour. Every moment you think he didn’t breathe right, it’s an emergency pull over. It’s backseat diaper changes (we didn’t figure out the trunk until about three months later!), and caving in to weird hotels in towns that smell like dogfood (what’s up Byran, Mississippi?) for the betterment of the little one. Needless to say, we weren’t subscribing to the my-life-needs-to-change-because-I-had-a-baby rants. We are travel people, and it’s going to stay that way.
Houston was great, but we quickly learned to double our estimated travel time when the bebe was with us. We later drove to Richmond, VA twice, Nashville, TN (the place we stopped both to and from Houston), and St. Louis knowing what we were in for, and gladly accepting. Atlas even went on a plane to Florida with out a single moment of crying during take off or landing in both directions. We credit the crazy long road trips as good practice for a few hour flight. I on the other hand just about had a panic attack figuring out the stroller situation for the first time.
We had planned our holiday last year after being super preggo and working super hard at hosting Christmas at our house. I figure I was due a nice and relaxing no-fuss situation with my boys. Surprise to us, we sold our house very quickly, and needed to make a decision about where to move next. It’s been a discussion for years at this point: Richmond vs. Nashville. I finally told Joey to pick because we have been walking circles so lone, and he picked Nashville, naturally.
Our Christmas designation was a cute cabin (by the name of Buck Naked, no joke) in the Great Smokies, and it was absolutely perfect. But we didn’t get there before some serious house hunting in Nashville, and my word, our heads are still spinning from that.
Nashville is in the middle of crazy development, and developers are going wild. Homes don’t even get on to Zillow before they sell. It’s crazy! We were viewing a house and two other appointments showed up. It’s pure chaos. The land hunt, quickly turned into a house hunt, so sans building right away for us. Right now we are in progress on a cute tudor we fell in love with, and if all goes well, we will have another renovation under our belts to deal with. We are SO excited to share what’s been going on during this seemingly quiet time.
One important thing, was to explore our new town. We fell in love with the 12 South area. Nashville is broken into teeny tiny areas connected by homes. Everyone seems to be gravitating towards East Nashville, which reminds us of Williamsburg, Brooklyn 5 or 6 years ago. Very cool restaurants popping up, and a hipper crowd is moving in. We liked it to hang out, but fell in love with the tudors around 12 South. I rounded my top five picks, trust there is A LOT more goodness. I am sure Joey would have put Burger Up and The Pharmacy in the mix.
Nashville Vegetarian Wins!
We were a little scared to go here because we thought it was a serve-your-self buffet, and being germ-nerds, we avoided it. I am glad I finally caved and went, because it’s totally clean and super cute! It wound up being my favorite place to eat. You pick an offering of how many items you want on your plate, and it’s all behind glass and served by the staff. There is plenty of seating and a ramp for strollers to easy in-and-out. I think it’s all vegan. Everything was fresh and flavorful. I see it being a go-to spot in my future.
2. Wild Cow
We didn’t get to stop here this trip because we were focusing on new finds, but this 100% vegetarian joint reminded me of a Brooklyn place, and that’s good in my book. They had really great fresh food, and it’s in a small strip where you can hang for a moment or get ice cream and Jeni.I am not a fan of ice ream, but I tried the peach and biscuit one, and oh-my-lawwwd. AMAZING/DANGEROUS!
Once a taco truck, and now a counter-order restaurant, this place reminds me of a good Miami spot I would go before shows. The fried avocado taco is TO-DIE-FOR!.They serve it Monday – Thursday, and then do a fish Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. There are other veggie options available, but that one was perfection. They make their own drinks, and the elote is solid. We went twice, and I have craved it 10X since being home.
Ask for the vegan menu, and you will be set up good. I love the vegan soup and taco with plantains in it. It’s on a cute strip, and has the best baby shop ever close by, Tweed.
We happened upon this place when we showed up to Mafiaoza’s and they were closed. Josephine had just been open a week, and it was perfection. Total date night place, with really delicious vegetarian options. Get the Brussels sprouts, then email me and let’s talk about them for a week straight, because I am sure Joey is sick me me drooling over how good their food is.
Beyond the food, we found very cute shops, very kind people, very cool parks, and a lot of hard work ahead of us on the house hunting front. Also, the cafe culture in Nashville is pretty awesome. We fell in love with Barista Parlor, which, I swear, makes us feel like we are in Williamsburg again, in our 20’s. Just this time, with a baby, and a mortgage.
So, we left Nashville with a boatload more information, and a house we are thinking about putting an offer on, one an engineer addresses our concerns. It’s still mind blowing how quickly things can change, and plans can become fiction. We happened upon a husband-wife realtor team in a weak moment of peeking at a non-reno-neede open house. Talk about fate. These two have been so great with us, and are fun and adorable. I am so grateful we found them and how well they have been helping us with so very much. Atlas even loves them! Please email me if you need a realtor in the Nashville/Frankin area!
This wraps part one of our two week trip, which was suppose to be a one week trip to the mountains. Planning has become no good for us! Happy New Year friends! Don’t plan too much, we learned it kills the magic of life! See ya next year!!