Coat: Penny Stock
Blouse: thrift store
Necklace and jeans: Madewell
Sunglasses: Karen Walker
When we were in Tennessee with my family over Thanksgiving I was lazy and didn’t take a single photo of my own, except for a few phone shots of the men’s bathroom at the Hermitage Hotel. Well, it was a nice bathroom—black and green art deco. I snuck into look at it twice when Drew and my sisters and their husbands and I were eating at Capitol Grille and drinking old-fashioned cocktails at the Oak Bar. That was one of the highlights of the weekend. (The night in general—not the bathroom, though I guess that’s up there too).
Other highlights: seeing my family for five days straight, hanging out with my funny nephew and niece, running along a country road, eating a ton of food . . . This was our first vegan Thanksgiving, and weirdly enough it turned out to be, foodwise, the best Thanksgiving I can remember in years. We had soup, stuffing, rolls, green beans, cranberries made by Neil (the real deal—no canned stuff, though I like that too) and even vegan turkey that Neil found. Also I made my first vegan pumpkin pie from the only recipe I could find online that didn’t have tofu or a bunch of weird stuff thrown in. It was so good that we’re using Christmas as an excuse to make another.
My birthday was yesterday, but we celebrated it with my family on Saturday, when my mom made a vegan version of the old family chocolate cake recipe. When I turned vegan a few months ago I kept saying that my mom’s chocolate cake was the only thing I was going to really miss. Now I won’t have to–the vegan version was just about as amazing as the real thing.
On Saturday Drew and I also went to tour the Carter House in Franklin. Which I won’t say anything about here, because it deserves a big Southerly post that I still need to write. But here are a few tourist pictures Drew took while we were waiting outside. I’m wearing jeans because it was freezing that day (not technically, but almost) and because I need to start wearing pants more. Especially once winter comes along. For all the cold weather complaining I do it’s ridiculous not to.
Photos by Drew.