Let Nashville come to me!

I decided to split my rambling updates into two posts:

Part I- My whining about how tired and busy I've been all week.
Part II- The fun I've had this weekend.

Oh yes, my dear friend Valentine (Last name, no... no hippie parents) came to visit me from Nashville. His girlfriend Kate is a concert promoter and had a work event here in the STL. She was kind enough to give us tickets to the Frank Caliendo show, and we were able to enjoy a Saturday night and Sunday brunch together.

I took Valentine for denim, because well... what I sell no one will have in Nashville (*barring artists that get swag, because that's marketing). Had espresso at the apartment. Went to the Loop early and had a drink at 609... though we were supposed to get crab rangoons as well. Bartender forgot them. Enjoyed Frank's show more than we thought we would. Headed over to Brennan's for scotch in their downstairs speakeasy. Attempted to get a late dinner at the Lucas Park Grille, but was too late. And ended the night at Uncle Bill's Pancake House.

This afternoon, we had a goodbye brunch at Herbie's Vintage 72. I have to say, Herbie's brunch is pretty solid. I have enjoyed the brunch (couple of times I've went) far more than their dining menu. If they combined the ambiance of the fine dining room with the flavor and fiest of the brunch, you would need reservations weeks in advance.

The rest of the day, I've mostly been resting around the house. Talked to Sally... She's making a pretty solid argument for a Mardi Gras trip next month... we'll see.