Yesterday I drove to Percy Warner for my East Nasty half marathon training. I'm still opting to stay away from hills because of my knee, so I ran the Belle Meade Blvd again. Next week we're back at Shelby Bottoms, so I'm hoping to increase my mileage once I'm back on flat land. After my run, I met my friend Jen for brunch at Bongo Java. She told me about some secret, dive, karaoke bar in East Nashville called Fran's that I'm now obsessed with going to.
I met a bunch of girlfriends at Nashville Farmers' Market for February Night Market. I wasn't sure what to expect, but it was a lot of fun. What's not to love about walking around, drinking wine & eating free samples? There were good vendors & I saw a lot of people I know. We ate dinner there, then went to Hot & Cold for dessert. This was my first time at Hot & Cold & I loved it! I'll definitely be going back. Thanks for the treat, Alexis!
We went to dinner with Mike & Amanda. Even though I had barbecue Friday night courtesy of B & C, the guys wanted barbecue, so I acquiesced & we drove to Nolensville for Martin's BBQ. I love Martin's, I just wish it wasn't so far away. I could definitely have more of those brisket tacos in my life.
Back at home, & per Mike & Amanda's recommendation, we watched The Wild and Wonderful Whites of West Virginia on Netflix Instant Streaming. This is the follow up to Dancing Outlaw, the 1991 documentary about Jesco White. I've never seen Dancing Outlaw, but John has (of course) & is somewhat obsessed with this ridiculous family of redneck outlaws. These movies are not for the faint of heart. The clip below is from the first documentary & for whatever reason, John thinks it's the funniest thing he's ever seen/heard. It's been on repeat in our house all weekend. You're welcome.
I saw a recipe for this buffalo chicken chili on TasteSpotting & decided to make it last night. It was really good, although it's honestly more of a buffalo chicken tortilla soup, than a chili, but I recommend it to you buffalo chicken fans. You know who you are, Tiffany, Mister Cathope....
And now, without further ado, I introduce you to Jesco White, hater of sloppy, slimy eggs.