This Thursday, I’m sharing the nitty-gritty details of everything I spent on my travels over the past couple of months. Before I set off on my first trip, I decided that I was going to make an effort to write down everything I spent so that I could keep track of where my money was going, and also not let things get too out of control. I knew that the total after tallying up my travels over the course of 25 days on 3 trips in 2 countries, 2 states, and more than a half-dozen cities, with transport via planes, trains, and automobiles, was going to be significant. But as I’ve shared recently, I really value experiences over the accumulation of stuff and this time after the bar exam before my new job and next phase of my life begin was a wonderful opportunity to see new places with old friends and make memories that will last a lifetime. The monetary value of tallying up my travels ended up totaling roughly $3,685.30. The rest of it? Well, that can’t be measured in dollars and cents.
Today’s post is all about eating gluten free in Nashville, so I’ll be showcasing the edible highlights of my recent trip! Let’s start with breakfast, the most important meal of the day. On Sunday morning, breakfast took place around 9am at the Frothy Monkey on 12th Avenue. As I mentioned in yesterday’s post, there are a few locations of this awesome spot, and I would highly recommend any if you live in the area or are visiting.
My adventures in Nashville on Saturday were awesome, from sightseeing in Centennial Park, Vanderbilt University, and Music Row to eating a delicious gluten free dinner at AMOT Eatery. But my visit wasn’t over yet. On Sunday, my friend Lauren and I had a morning of food, flowers and fun in Nashville before my flight back. We kicked things off with breakfast around 9am at the Frothy Monkey, a coffee shop/restaurant/bar hybrid that wouldn’t be out of place in Brooklyn or Berkeley (or any other classic hipsterville, take your pick!) There are a few outposts of the Frothy Monkey, one near Music Row on 5th Avenue that we had seen Saturday, one on 12th Avenue, a bit further out from downtown Nashville, and one in the suburb of Franklin. We decided to head to the Frothy Monkey on 12th Avenue, thinking it might be a little less crowded than the one on 5th Avenue. It may have been, but it was plenty full, with a line out the door!