Monday, May 3, 2010


Nine years later, I am finally doing this post. Sorry. Last month we went to Chattanooga, as you know, and then we stopped over and spent a night in Asheville. We've decided that a car trip with a baby is all about meandering and not about getting from point A to point B. I've also decided that Asheville so close, and we don't spend near enough time there.
Stephen had some Marriott points, so we stayed at The Grand Bohemian in the Biltmore Village. It was pretty awesome. Our room was ENORMOUS. I will high light some design elements below:
There were kind of a lot of antlers, but it really didn't bother me. The houndstooth carpet was sharp, the bedding super soft, and there was a lot of custom lighting and furniture, which I found impressive.
See exhibit A:
Yes, that is the bathroom and bathtub to the left. Sadie enjoyed her first hotel stay. We were just thankful that she didn't scream her head off, and luckily they placed us next to the stairs. When would I have ever thought about that before?
Pressing is the wet bar. I liked the horizontal paneling and the floor tile.
I definitely was excited about the stone counter top in the bathroom. The picture doesn't show the color very well, but it was brownish grey and aqua blue.
I also have a confession to make. I recently came home from a client meeting and gossiped with Stephen about how I could not believe that they wanted biscuit colored sinks, toilets, tubs. It just sounds dirty. Well, I got to the hotel, and I felt like I needed to renig. It totally had biscuit everywhere, and it looked nice. Any feedback on this would be appreicated (Doug, you're probably the only person that reads this blog that might care).
Anyway, if anyone is looking to pick up a piece of art for me, you can find this in the hotel hallway. A burro and sheep?! We're destined to be together (but it probably needs a different frame).
We were only in Asheville for a night, so we ate Mexican dinner and headed back to watch tv in bed. We don't have a tv in our bedroom at home, so that is my favorite part of staying in a hotel. The next morning we loaded all our crap (I mean how much does a family of 3 need for one night?) back into the car, and headed downtown. We didn't have much time, but we hit up Mast General (love) and then tried out the highly recommended Tupelo Honey. All I can say is sweet potato pancakes:
And an incredible biscuit:
That is the kind of biscuit I will take all day long. When I die and go to heaven, it is going to be like eating this biscuit with their homemade blackberry jam and melty butter. I think I could eat at Tupelo Honey everyday for the rest of my life. I can't wait to go back and try their shrimp and grits (hello goat cheese and spicy red pepper sauce). Let's also savor the fact that some menu items have a "SHOO-mercy" option, where they kick it up a notch. Love it, and their t-shirts are cute, and I bet the pecan pie that they will ship anywhere is worth whatever it may cost. My final comment is that we almost danced to Tupelo Honey (by the great Van Morrison) at our wedding (no song change, just regretfully opted out of dancing-I really don't like being stared at), so it was fitting that this was our special anniversary meal.


  1. I'm interested to hear doug's take on the biscuit... plumbing-biscuit, not the edible biscuit. however, the edible biscuit looks delicious and so do those pancakes. Wasn't it you+me+cam+darby that hit James Taylor in Nashville then Pancake Pantry the following morning? I do believe so.
    I go white over biscuit... but have seen it done right. Loved this post. Kisses to your girl.

  2. Sweetie, I love this post. Thanks for the photos of the hotel room as we may give it a try next time in the area. However, you KNOW I love Tupelo Honey!!! Your photos and descriptions make me want to go there soon :) YUM!

  3. Yeah for Tupelo Honey! This makes me want to plan a trip to Asheville!

  4. No, I am still firmly in the white fixture only camp. Stay strong with me, E.

  5. also, I started reading this and could not remember yall dancing to that song at all but then I finished the sentence and it all made sense.