My first meal of the day was my first ever chicken biscuit from Bojangles. Bojangles is not in Memphis anymore and the closest one is near Nashville. We stopped in Dickson, TN. I loved making this memory, because this is a place that holds some sweet nostalgia for T. When he was young, maybe second or third grade, his mom would get him a biscuit every day before school. Also, a little known fun fact about T, a Bojangles biscuit is the first meal he was able to eat after his throat procedure in 2014.
It was late afternoon when we arrived at our adorable Airbnb on Isbill Road. It was about 10-15 minutes away from downtown Chattanooga, and it offered a spacious porch for peaceful mountain-viewing, a pull out sofa bed for comfortable Netflixing, and a mystery door that was locked, preventing us from ever learning what was behind it. (Probably better that way, it seemed to lead to the basement, and basements are scary.) We stopped to take in the view and take some pictures before heading to dinner.
We decided to eat at Urban Stack, where I chomped down an Asian Q burger made with American Kobe-Style Wagyo Beef with wasabi savory slaw, Asian ginger barbecue sauce, homemade cucumber kimchee and a five pepper dry rub, and topped it off with an orange creamsicle shake. We headed home with full stomachs, curled up on the pretty blue couches and watched Dr. Strange and some comedy shows before calling it a night.
The next morning was slow. T and I slept in longer than we expected and he made coffee for us. After indulging in some much needed caffeine, much to my happiness, we decided on Milk & Honey for breakfast. I absolutely love, love, love Milk & Honey. I ordered their KY Nova Lox Bagel. Shuckman's Smoked Salmon, a toasted bagel, plain cream cheese, red onion, capers, sliced tomato and fresh dill—of course it was just as amazing as it had been on my last visit.
Ice cream was on the agenda next and of the places we could choose from, we fought for parking to snack at Clumpies. This ice cream place was opened in 1999 by the son of a third generation candy maker. Not to mention I really like their mission statement—give every person that walks through their doors the best ice cream they can and an even better experience. Simple, but important. I got a waffle cone with 2 scoops of chocolate and T got a pistachio shake. His shake was so good that if we ever go back, that's what I'd get, because it had what we think were pistachio brittle chunks in it.
We slept off our food comas and woke up the next morning for—believe it or not—breakfast at Milk & Honey. T got the hot mess breakfast—so good! It was an open faced buttermilk biscuit, hot pepper jam, bacon, avocado, escabeche, chipotle cream, pepper jack cheese and a poached egg. I ordered the lox again, a vanilla latte and the group enjoyed a croissant and a homemade pop tart. We sat outside enjoying the sun that finally decided to shine down on us after two days and spontaneously decided to drive up Lookout Mountain to experience the view.
