Recently met up with a few friends on a side of town I’m never on. This place was called Music City Tippler (I know, what?), and it turned out to be really cool. It’s only been open for a week or two. In the building itself, what stood out to me the most was the attention to detail. The bathroom had brick flooring. There was a lit chandelier made of old, clear soda bottles. Old paintings and murals hung from the ceiling. It was classy. Not to mention it’s the bottom floor of the condominium where Taylor Swift sometimes lives. So that should paint a picture for you.
There were guys with big mustaches and small tank tops. Girls that looked Asian but weren’t.
Parked out front was a classic, cherry Oldsmobile. And not more than 100 feet from that was a Lamborghini Gallardo Superleggera. The whole night was somewhat surreal and I mean that in the most positive way possible. I plan on going back there because, well, I left thinking… “So this is where everyone hangs out!”