The Inn of the Last Home 2004 Tennessee Tour made a stop in the great city of Nashville Tuesday afternoon. I was able to meet Barry, L, BrainyBoy and Tink for lunch up at Opry Mills. We had lunch at
the Aquarium restaurant. I have to admit part of me felt a bit guilty chowing down on fish and chips while their brothers swan along in the tank. I think a couple of clownfish were giving me dirty looks and plotting my demise, if only they could get out of the tank.
The company, the food and the just overall restaurant were great. The service was next to pitiful. I am convinced that there is a rip in the space/time continuum somewhere between our table and the kitchen because our server seemed to routinely fall into it. It took her 20 minutes to bring out our drink orders--which did not include anything from the bar. Only thing I can figure is they are hauling in ice from Alaska for the Iccees that BB and Tink ordered.
Of course, Opry Mills was packed..isn't it always? But it was even worse than usual because there was some type of high school cheerleading competition going on over at the Opryland Hotel. I started having flashbacks to high school when girls in short skirts who were way too peppy for their own good routinely ignored me. Good thing to know nothing has changed over the years becuase they still wear short skirts, are still too peppy and they still ignore me. And pretty much everyone else around them as I found out trying to traverse the mall later to find something for Mom. (Good news is, I found it.)
To top off the the good news from the day, I finally caught up to my good friend Leslie from Knoxville--we'd been playing phone tag for a couple of days because she had some news she wanted to tell me. I had deduced that since the message was in a happy tone of voice and she'd been dating someone really nice last time we'd really talked that it was good news and that I'd have to put another set of
Star Trek steak knives on order. We finally got to talk and catch up and she told me that she and her boyfriend got engaged...let me just say, that I'm happy for both of them, but unhappy for all us guys who might someday ask a special lady to marry us because Doug set the bar pretty high with the lengths he went to for his proposal--including writing the proposal as a song and having a back-up band while he sang it to her. We then caught up for a long while on people we know and made snarky comments about several of them. How can you not enjoy a day like that?
posted by Michael Hickerson at 12/30/2004 07:59:00 AM |
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