I flew down to Tennessee this weekend for a super quick visit. There was a wedding. There was love. There was food and laughter and there was sleep lost because there was, as always, a time deficit. For fun, there was even Gavin Rossdale on Gay Street (no Gwen, but Zuma + a nanny; they were getting gelato from here). I love a celebrity sighting.
The current issue of Garden and Gun has a great little feature on Knoxville. It tells of a city that is special but not over-confident. You read the story and you would never believe it's about a place that, for years, has voted Olive Garden its favorite Italian restaurant. I felt like a proud native reading that article, but as I dined on Market Square and strolled around downtown this weekend I felt a little like a curious tourist....one who is already anticipating her next return trip.