Duck Parade is on the list already!
Oak Ridge would be interesting to 1 of the 4 travelers. Me.
Yes Please!
Duck Parade is on the list already!
Oak Ridge would be interesting to 1 of the 4 travelers. Me.
Yes Please!
that was the post office when I went to high school on the next block. but the most beautiful post office. and since it was built as a WPA project, they built a twin of it in downtown Knoxville, which is still a post office AFAIK.
But anyway, speaking of art museums, I really dropped the ball by not mentioning the one at Fisk University. Itâs the Alfred Steiglitz collection. Nobody seems to know itâs there, but it;s full of priceless modern art treasures. Picasso, Cezanne, OâKeefe⌠check it out.
Amen, brother. also, Hog Heaven BBQ is great (well., I canât imagine itâs changed much; at all, really) and itâs right on the corner of the park with the Parthenon: Centennial Park.
Sylvan Park Cafe is the cornerstone restaurant of my old hood, and itâs the bomb. A true southern meat-and-three. god, I wish I still lived near it.
Before my father retired he ate at the Swettâs location at the Farmerâs Market at least once a week. Iâm pretty sure heâs the only reason they kept serving boiled okra because not many others would eat it. One of the cooks would yell âHere comes the slick okra man!â when she saw him.
One of these days I have to try Monellâs. Many people rave about it and the communal dining style looks fun.
He sounds like my grandfather (who lived in Donelson).
Well, actually, he wouldâve cooked up some fried okra himself, but I can imagine him boiling okra and offering it to us, as follows:
Him (jokingly): âHere, you donât like boiled okra, do you?â
Me: âActually, I donât care for it, but thaââ
Him (aghast): âYou donât like boiled okra?! AwwwwâŚâ
My grandparents lived in Donelson too! Although now that I think about it that doesnât seem like too much of a coincidence. They lived on a street where it seemed like everybody was 65 or older.
I briefly wondered if we were related but my grandfather never cooked. He did, however, have a steady business making grandfather clocks in his basement.
Whiskey. Happily, they export that.
Oh wow! I mightâve formed the impression that everyone in Donelson was over 65, if only because those were the only people we ever visited. And it didnât seem like any of their neighbors were any younger, either. But anyway, my grandfather lived on Stinson Rd. (and Graylynn before he remarried), and I had a great-aunt who lived on Lakeland (I think).
Just to keep things on-topic, Iâm going to throw in another suggestion here, only because Donelson reminded me of it. Whenever Iâm in town, I always order several Krystal burgers, although I figure itâs purely junk food. I love them things (I believe itâs exactly the same as White Castle, which I have not ever visited). I know Krystalâs not a Nashville company, but thatâs where I used to eat 'em. (They briefly made it to Ft. Worth, TX, while my sister was living there, but I donât think they (Krystal) lasted even a year).
If you hurry you can still catch a tour of United Record Pressing in Nashville. Not only is it awesome to see how records are made but they are also related to civil rights history.
For Jews the historical archive at the Nashville JCC has some great stuff on Tennessee Jewish history. Iâve even got ancestors buried there.
Iâd argue that a few BB fans might appreciate Dollywood.
The park is near and dear to my heart, partially because I very nearly ended up growing up there. My parents grew up poor, so it wasnât so much that they were part of the âback to the landâ movement of the 70s as it was that they retained it. They were both woodworkers and wood carvers, and while it didnât sell well, it was good enough to attract the attention of a recruiter from Silver Dollar City. Back then, one of the attractions to the parks was that they had artisans working during the day; when you got tired of riding rides, you could watch someone build wagon wheels, or something.
Back in the late 80s, though, the original Silver Dollar City went broke. An unlikely buyer stepped up: Dolly Parton. Nowadays, thereâs still a Silver Dollar City park in Branson, MO, but it just retains the old-timey theme. Dollywood, though, still has craftsmen.
I donât have any affiliation with the themepark. I am, though, pretty amazed that a female country music artist was able to go from being a poor woman from the Appalachians, to being a pretty savvy businessperson, and managed to help our her old home turf to boot.
If thatâs too corny for you, well, Iâll warn you to stay away from Pigeon Forge altogether, because the whole townâs like that. Pigeon Forge and Sevierville damn near meet Knoxville nowadays.
I genuinely love Dollywood. I expected it to be corny or chintzy. Itâs not, itâs a heartfelt look at Dollyâs childhood and where she came from. Dolly Parton is so often a punchline that itâs easy to forget how talented and smart she is.
Not for some of us! Sheâs wonderful, talented, and smart, always has been!
Dolly is awesome, One of my roommates used to drive to Dollywood from Knoxville to throw pots.
Really, the star of the show in Tennessee is not the cities, its the country. Smoky Mtns, Savage Gulf, Raven Point, wherever. Itâs beautiful there.
It really is⌠North GA is really lovely too. Especially around the state line.
yeah, the whole region. just over the line in NC is Joyce Kilmer, Calderwood Lake. Absolutely stunning.
I know, right. I wish I had more time to spend up there⌠Life gets in the way of doing things that are good for the soul!
I will never forget going to Dollywood with my extremely skeptical dad, who only knew Dolly from â9 to 5â. After all the cheesy hillbilly stuff on the Pigeon Forge strip, he expected more of the same. But thereâs a train ride through her childhood, and I can count that as one of the only times in my entire life that Iâve seen my father shed tears.
The Smoky Mt Natâl Park is truly beautiful and worth seeing. I saw a black bear mother with her cubs, eating huckleberries.
It sounds like Dollywood is what Silver Dollar City was when I was a kid. We went there 2-3 times a year when I was growing up. They did have rides and stuff but the best part was all the crafty bits. I watched the glass blowing, paper making, and mill-based wood working pretty much every time I went. Oh, and they had old school candle making by the dip process. Way too meticulous for my candle making needs but nifty all the same.
They had lots of other stuff too but those are the parts I remember.
If you do find yourself across the NC border, a visit to the Cherokee Museum should be on your list. âStory of the Cherokees: 13,000 Yearsâ is mandatory. I donât have any other recommendations for Cherokee NC specifically.
If I was going to stay in NC long term, Iâd move to Asheville. Plenty of interesting things to do in and around there for a day trip but for a day trip, Iâd probably do some hiking instead of Asheville proper.
That song genuinely gets to me. I saw her live a while back, and I welled up in a crowd that probably mostly frowns on grown men welling up. Itâs just such a heartbreaking song.
A lot of her early stuff is so good.
If you do find yourself across the NC border, a visit to the Cherokee Museum
should be on your list. âStory of the Cherokees: 13,000 Yearsâ is
mandatory. I donât have any other recommendations for Cherokee NC
specifically.
My kids got to meet this man this summer: JERRY WOLFE NAMED BELOVED MAN - The Cherokee One Feather
Jerry Wolfe is the first Beloved Man of the tribe in about 200 years.
The drive between Gatlinburg and Cherokee is a beautiful one, too. The whole region is gorgeous.
I almost hate to say it, but Graceland is worth seeing. We visited ironically, but actually enjoyed it quite a bit.