"From Nashville to Kentucky" is the name of a My Morning Jacket song, but it's also what I've been up to recently. First, Gary came to Nashville to stay for a few days; however, the only photo evidence that I have from that experience are from Virago, a swanky sushi place in Nashville. The pictures are bad, because I didn't wanna disturb that swanky atmosphere with an abrasive flash, but the sushi was powerful stuff.
I had this number below called "The Bomb" and I've been dreaming of it ever since.
Cumberland Brewery on Bardstown Rd.
That day, they offered a Belgian Triple, 9.5%, so I felt tripled after drinking it. It was delicious.
We also ate some pretty good grub.
Then we hoped across the street to Why Louisville, the most hipster tourist shop I've ever seen.
'Twas the Urban Outfitters of tourist shops, except this shop offers locally designed Tshirts. So I'm not ashamed to say I was loving it and bought two Tshirts to display my love for KY. I hardly even wear tshirts, but that's besides the point.
So first one was a connect-the-dots shape of Kentucky (above). And the second one is awesome, because it's a KetuckYeti screaming...enough said. You can actually by that one online here.
Then, after buying Tshirts and seeing Scott Pilgram (SEE IT, IT'S GREAT!), we stopped at a place called Liquor Barn, the WalMart of alcohol. It was HILARIOUS. Grab your buggy and stock up. At first it was overwhelming, but then I got super excited because I found a German Riesling that I haven't been able to find for 2 years (not pictured). Here's Gary... looking ridiculous at the Liquor Barn with his goofy sunglasses he had just bought:
Well, add in a visit with my cousin Matt, and that completes my Louisville trip. Now, I am back in Tennessee preparing for my next voyage: Colorado and California!!!