I love staying in Air BnBs. Sure, luxury hotels are nice (she says, as if she's ever stepped over the threshold of such an establishment) but Air BnBs lend themselves so well to much more authentic city sightseeing, or so it feels to me. Of course, this only works if your hosts are awesome and leave extensive lists of recommendations and nuggets of local knowledge (and preferably a couple of local beers) but luckily for us, we struck Air BnB gold in Nashville.
Armed with a long list of recommendations, we set out for 12 South one afternoon, and liked it so much we returned for dinner and drinks that night. Below are a few of my recommendations from the area, and if you're going to be in Nashville, you really gotta go check out 12 South.
Somewhat controversially, I am not an ice cream person. It's too bloody cold, I find the flavours are never strong enough and typically, I would just much rather eat a chocolate bar, a doughnut or an entire cake. However, Jeni's ice cream was something else. It was so good, so creamy, so flavourful, that I just found myself idiotically wondering if they ship internationally. Quelle surprise, they don't. (Although they do ship all across the states, and have a few other stores dotted about the country, so if you're American, I'm jealous)
Jeni has made me an ice-cream convert. Definitely worth a trip.
cutest little bakery
apple cinnamon cronut and root beer doughnut. oh my god America I miss you. sugar coma followed.
I am a massive burger fan. I can give you a dozen recommendations for a great burger in Edinburgh if you're looking, because I've been to them all and I have a constantly evolving pecking order in my brain. I have however, just come across the devastating news that in Scotland it is no longer legal (!) to serve a burger which has not been cooked through, so that forced farewell to beautiful, juicy, medium has me looking back on Burger Up with even more fondness.
A buzzing little restaurant on a corner, no reservations are taken so we pitched up and waited for a table outside, beer in hand and enjoying the sights of the neighbourhood. We didn't have to wait for long, and soon were tucking into bloody good burgers. They cook the meat to your preference, so mine was a beautiful red medium-rare, the like that I will now never experience again in my own country. It was damn good. Not quite up to the ultimate burgers of all time; Almost Famous in Manchester/Leeds/Liverpool, but it was a lovely spot for a great burger. Clearly so great I didn't manage to photograph it at all, too busy stuffing it in my face.