We up and flew to Nashville this Thanksgiving and left our kitchens behind. It was maybe the best Thanksgiving ever. We took Angelica and Yoya and Dylan and the girls and all stayed in an Air BnB near the (fake) Parthenon. Days were filled with museum-ing, boot shopping and ice skating, and nights were filled with live country music and cheap beer. And we even went cave spelunking (sp?) (maybe more like stair climbing) on the last day at Mammoth Cave. I’m pretty sure everyone had a good time – I know I did. And we even had Thanksiving dinner at least 4 times from a big Thanksgiving day order from Whole Foods. This picture is taken at the Opryland hotel in a Christmas ornament (Note: Ornament is large, we have not shrunk).