Friday, March 06, 2026

24 Hours of Nashville

Wednesday night our small group leader was sick, so we met via zoom on our computers last night. Genesis 38 and 39, contrasting how brothers Judah and Joseph handled temptation differently - and God’s reaction to each.

Lots of workers in the house yesterday morning. Three crews working on three different rooms. W
e left out around noon after stopping by Chick-fil-A. I ate half of Ceil’s wrap. Traffic wasn’t too bad going through Chattanooga. Made it to Murphreesboro and checked into the hotel in time for Lee to take his afternoon nap.

C sent me across the street to Trader Joe’s for a snack, but by the time I walked back she had gone off shopping with Nancy. I relaxed in the room and caught up on things on my phone.

We left out for Nashville at five. Traffic was heavier. Drove past the new Tennessee Titans stadium being built next door to their old stadium, on the river across from downtown. 
Our dinner in the Noelle, an old downtown hotel near Printers Alley. Met our hosts, and were ushered in to the ballroom around 615. The speaker spoke while we ate, first salad, then steak and lobster, then chocolate cheesecake for dessert. 

Since Lee is on a special diet and I’m allergic to seafood, he suggested I trade him my lobster for his steak. Ceil and Nancy were seated between us at the circular table, so I flagged down the server to bring us two small plates, allowing us to make the trade without much fuss. 

The speaker finished his address and took questions as we were finishing our desserts, and we all had a little time to chat afterwards. We were done by 830. Due to construction our drive back was longer than expected, but we were in bed by ten - 11 pm Atlanta time. 

I didn’t sleep well. C woke up at six. Lee is an early riser, and I found him downstairs in the breakfast area. I took a cup of coffee to C, then joined him for breakfast: eggs, potatoes, granola, yogurt, a hot cinnamon roll, chocolate milk, and cranberry juice. 

We were on the road headed home shortly after 8 am. Stopped south of Chattanooga for gas and a drink, and got home before two.

Sidebar: I like my meatloaf with ketchup, not gravy. Ceil will make her meatloaf with ketchup. And she'll make it every few months. Always with mashed potatoes and English peas. Right now Ceil is loving two things: French fries and cole slaw.

Tonight we ate at La Carreta, the authentic Mexican restaurant in Marietta on Roswell Road, just east of 75. Menus printed mostly in Spanish. Excellent. I had the burrito and C had grilled chicken, rice and beans. We may go back soon to try other entrees. The only downer: Cokes come in 12 ounce cans - no bottomless refills. No free chips and salsa. Chips were bland but the salsa was tasty and slightly sweet, though watery.
The immediate area is a Mexican food hotbed. Matthew will drive long distances for tacos from the place across the street, in the old McDonalds next to Williamson Brothers BBQ. And just west, in the old Hardees, is another excellent taco spot once featured in Atlanta Magazine.

Ate extra early so we could pick up Winnie from Anna's house. Made the short drive over and visited for awhile.

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