Saturday, July 4, 2009
Last night, Aidan, Neely, and I made our first visit to the Loveless Cafe. I know. As a Nashville native, it's probably sacrilege to live nearly 30 years without ever having gone, but somehow it happened. Blame must be assigned, Dad? I'll give it to you. ;) Anyway, it was, of course, wonderful. The biscuits and jam were just as fabulous as I'd heard, my barbecue was awesome, and the iced tea was so sweet, I could crunch the sugar in my teeth after I'd swallowed it. Mmm...
Even Neely got to enjoy a biscuit.
We take our coloring very seriously in my family. My Dad's is on the fridge downstairs. No, I'm not kidding.
Pop and Aidan.
I love these things. I especially like how Neely's holding on to hers.
Proof that I was there.