Brandon got Fettuccine Alfredo and I decided on the four cheese ravioli with pesto Alfredo sauce. I hope no one was watching us because they probably would've been disgusted at how fast Brandon scarfed his food down and thought us rather odd for the huge grins we were sporting the entire meal. To top of the meal, Chocolate Zuccotto cake came right to our table. The cake is massive and extremely rich, but you can demolish it in minutes without thinking about what just hit your taste buds. Layers of chocolate mousse between chocolate cake and frosted with chocolate Ganache. Oh la la!!! We are planning a trip to St. Louis in October (for our anniversary) and just try and guess what was one of the main reasons we picked that city? (Ok, I'll tell you- they have a Maggianos) I can't wait!
I found a great deal on a one night's stay at the Millennium Maxwell House Hotel. Of course, the hotel had tons of music decorations and memorabilia and Brandon was pretty excited when he saw some of Bob Dylan's handwritten lyrics on display in the lobby. The hotel was conveniently located closed to downtown.
On Friday afternoon, we adventured out to the farmer's market. They had a huge selection of fresh produce and I just want to kick myself now for not getting anything and being so frugal.
I am huge coffee fan and sucker for cute, unique coffeehouses. Well, I found Frothy Monkey and it was packed at 9am on Saturday morning. Belmont University is nearby, so the majority of customers were college aged students staring at laptops. I decided on oatmeal with fresh pineapple and granny smith apples. Along with my oatmeal, I sipped on a tasty mocha and the workers even put a pretty design in the froth. Hopefully, I'll learn to do that one day...
The oatmeal looked so pretty once it came to the table, but I forgot to take picture. But I did snatch a picture really quick before I devoured it.
Later on, before we left Nashville, Brandon was reminded by a good friend that Saturday was Record Store Day. I've never seen so many people in one record store before. It was truly an experience. We drove all over Nashville just trying to find a record store that wasn't packed out into the streets. Brandon did go with me to the farmers market without complaining so I was happy to be able to do something for him and watch him search for hours in old, black milk cartons for that one special record.
Thanks for taking the time read my blog and coming back week after week. I'll cook up something yummy for you next week!