Yeah, you. My reader. It's been more than 7 years, 2 domains and a divorce since DelSo was born. Over the years I've shared a lot of my life and self here, in print. You, as a reader, have come to know me on some level from my words. What makes you return here (assuming … Continue reading Who are you?
Having a good guide book when you visit a new city is generally not a bad idea if you're looking to become familiar with where to eat or shop. Making friends with a bartender or two, though, is an even better idea if you're interested in hanging out where the locals do. Case in point … Continue reading Taking tips from bartenders – Motown Mondays at the 5 Spot
I went to Nashville with the thought of buying myself a Christmas present, most likely a pair of cowboy boots. I mean that's what you get when you go to Nashville, right? What I came home with was two vintage inspired dresses, a super cool poster, a couple of Christmas ornaments and a straw cowboy … Continue reading Shopping Nashville
When the girls and I go away we each have a role to play - Mary Lynn does research on music and shows to attend, Lisa is in charge of outdoor activities and places to visit and I arrange dinner reservations for an indulgent meal out. The Times Union's Steve Barnes had mentioned Husk to … Continue reading Sunday supper – Husk, Nashville
Eating breakfast out is generally not my thing. It’s usually just too much for me – time, money and calories. An exception is made, though, when I travel and more than one person had strongly recommended the same spot. So, on our first morning in town, I made a reservation and we took the short … Continue reading For breakfast, I ate pork belly – Pinewoo0d Social
Despite having sent out 95 holiday cards, I still feel as if the holidays passed by without nearly enough time for me to make contact with all of the people I had hoped. Shit, I guess I can say the same thing about the entire year. Sometimes I think that TIME is the ultimate 4-letter … Continue reading Holidaze 2015
Nashville's Holy Trinity seems to be the man bun, the fuzzy beard and flannel shirt. Any one of those can be subbed out for an ironic pair of glasses. I am not stating this in any sort of critical fashion, it's merely an observation. Kind of like how no one other than the three of … Continue reading First impressions – Nashville