We hadn't been to Nashville to see Lydia's family in a bit so we popped on down to the land of cotton for a good time that shan't soon be forgotten.
Prince's Hot Chicken Shack has been on my "to eat" list for quite some time. We gave it a try.
A few other people had the same idea. This place was so out of the ordinary that it felt like we were in a different country. There were a couple of damn soda machines inside the restaurant five feet away from the order window. Who does that?? There was a lady to the other side of the window who was selling cakes who also seemed to be running her own business. Is this a restaurant or a swap meet?
What place in the US do you see this?
The chicken was quite spicy, even at the low levels of hotness we specified. I've had quite a few spicy chicken parts in my day, but this was unique because it was all dry rubbed.
We hit the downtown Broadway honky tonk strip as we've been known to do.
We came upon an ice cream food truck with some interesting concoctions.
I am a slave to the local thing, be it silk worms or ice cream. We ordered a Float of the South which is Cheerwine soda and vanilla ice cream.
We walked past the Ryman Auditorium, old school home of the Grand Ole Opry. We went there before, no big deal.
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