Friday March 18
Chosen by our friends A.J. and Jay, this is obviously the hot place for dinner in Nashville. It was quiet when we entered, but hopping as we left, and they do a sort of all-local nose-to-tail cuisine.
We started with a great plate of roasted vegetable salad with Pecorino, featuring sweet butternut squash; some terrific octopus with fennel breadcrumbs and field peas “sott’olio”; and a taste of Jay's beef heart salad and A.J.'s house-made sausage.
Our mains were linguini with mussels and chickpeas (okay, but sort of bland and small) and crispy-skinned Carolina trout stuffed with breadcrumbs, peanuts (which B. ate, as H. doesn't care for them), and raisins. A sweet little fish.
We got a few desserts for the table: a wicked caramel custard pie, some mascarpone crema, and some salt-and-pepper pecans; and some of us tried some high-alcohol whiskies. Luckily Dad was driving.
It was fahhhn.
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